Step into my office baby
She called me up todayMeet me down at the old caféI jumped into the showerI was getting my marching orders
We need to talk (need to talk)Step into my office, babyI want to give you the jobA chance of overtimeSay, my place at nine?
She’d never stand for any liesShe’s got an out tray full of guysI could sense a breath, a whole new feelingNow she says she wants to call a meeting
We need to talk (need to talk)Step into my office, babyI want to give you the jobA chance of overtimeSay, my place at nine?
I’m a slave to workI’m only living when I walk amongst the office staffAnd catch up with the office wagI’ll be in bed by nineMy curtains drawnMy thoughts composedI get to work on time
She gave me some dictationBut my strength is in administrationI took down all she saidI even took down her little red dress
We need to talk (need to talk)Step into my office, babyI’m going to give you the jobI’m pushing for a raiseI’ve been pushing now for days
My output is in declineI was burned out after ThatcherMy banner I laid down with a sighNow I doubt if I’ll ever catch her
I’ve got to change my waysDress for business every dayA sharp suit and a clip-on tieA big arrow pointing to my fly
Have you shaved for work yet, baby?Don't care where the boss is, baby
We need to talk (need to talk)Step into my office, babyI want to give you the jobA chance of overtimeSay, my place at nine?