Gotta getta job, I'm gonna get a haircut
Gotta brush my teeth and change my underwear
Gonna make some toast and scan the morning paper
Gonna get up and breathe the morning air
No more slacking off, no more falling down
No more hanging fire cause the boss, he ain't around
And I've gotta getta job working on the weekdays
Gonna read a book and gotta learn to pray
Gotta buy a car and hope it doesn't break down
Cause I gotta lotta things to do today
La la la
So ge tthe hell out of my way cause I'm afraid I cannot
stray
Oh baby, don't you say it's strange cause I'm about to
make a change
Gotta clean the place and empty all the trash cans
Gotta mop the floor and maybe vacuum too
Vitamins and juice will be my only diet
Gotta clean the fridge and empty all the booze
No more dirty mess, no more pig sty
No more smelling sickly like something was left to die
And I'm gonna buy new shoes, a jacket, and a wallet
Gonna get perfume or should I say cologne?
Gonna learn to speak Espanish and Italian
Gonna buy myself a nifty new phone
Cause I'm here and I'm ready to go
And it's clear that you don't know just why
I gotta try to maybe, baby, maybe let me maybe be your
guy
Oh, I gotta know is it true that we are thru?
Which is why I gotta try to maybe, baby, maybe
Let me maybe be your guy
Gonna make a climb up the corporate ladder
Gonna buy and sell on the Nikkei
Gonna engineer a corporate takeover
Gonna buy DuPont and sell it all away
No more being poor or doing without
No more worries, no more woes, and no more nagging
doubts
And I'm gonna buy a house somewhere in the Hamptons
Gonna buy a house on the hills of Bel Air
Everyone will burn with terrible envy
Everyone will scream it simply isn't fair
