Текст песни: Liz Anderson - Mr. Walker It`s All Over
I left Garden City Kansas with a ticket and a yen to see New York
I typed eigty words a minute so your corporation let me go to work
I fetch paper clips and coffee even help you dodge your domineering wife
Mr Walker it`s all over I don`t like the New York secretary`s life
In this building there`s a crowd of guys with old familiar thoughts upon their minds
That`s a lot of hands a reachin` out to grab the things that I consider mine
And the president persues me even though he`s old and his hair is turning white
Mr Walker it`s all over I don`t like the New York secretary`s life
There`s a flat in Greenwich Village that I took because the subway wasn`t far
But a trumpet player`s upstairs and below me there`s a jumpin` all night bar
And to frost the bitter cake I have to share the place with bugs and big ol` mice
Mr Walker it`s all over I don`t like the New York secretary`s life
Your sweetheart in personnel said I should give her written notice like the rest
So I wrote goodbye with my brightest lipstick right across her big expensive desk
You`d better call the Times and tell `em put your wanted ad right back in classified
Mr Walker it`s all over I don`t like the New York secretary`s life
There`s a greyhound at the station and a mom at home with opened arms for me
Garden City`s looking better every minute now since I have learned to see
And the boy next door don`t know it but come June he`s gonna gain himself a wife
Mr Walker it`s all over I don`t like the New York secretary`s life
Mr Walker it`s all over I don`t like the New York secretary`s life
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I left Garden City Kansas with a ticket and a yen to see New York
I typed eigty words a minute so your corporation let me go to work
I fetch paper clips and coffee even help you dodge your domineering wife
Mr Walker it`s all over I don`t like the New York secretary`s life
In this building there`s a crowd of guys with old familiar thoughts upon their minds
That`s a lot of hands a reachin` out to grab the things that I consider mine
And the president persues me even though he`s old and his hair is turning white
Mr Walker it`s all over I don`t like the New York secretary`s life
There`s a flat in Greenwich Village that I took because the subway wasn`t far
But a trumpet player`s upstairs and below me there`s a jumpin` all night bar
And to frost the bitter cake I have to share the place with bugs and big ol` mice
Mr Walker it`s all over I don`t like the New York secretary`s life
Your sweetheart in personnel said I should give her written notice like the rest
So I wrote goodbye with my brightest lipstick right across her big expensive desk
You`d better call the Times and tell `em put your wanted ad right back in classified
Mr Walker it`s all over I don`t like the New York secretary`s life
There`s a greyhound at the station and a mom at home with opened arms for me
Garden City`s looking better every minute now since I have learned to see
And the boy next door don`t know it but come June he`s gonna gain himself a wife
Mr Walker it`s all over I don`t like the New York secretary`s life
Mr Walker it`s all over I don`t like the New York secretary`s life
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