When you work, you are so slow
Counting so gradually
Leaving gaps in tasks at hand
Holding, later, lovers' hands
You fall asleep at the wheels,
driving fellow workers mad
You knock off early most days
to join lovers, for hot days
Hardly follow any instructions
Lagging behind everyday
You might be sacked any day
Then love lovers without pay
Jan 9, 2013
Jan 9, 2013 at 7:23 PM UTC
When you work, you are so slow
Counting so gradually
Leaving gaps in tasks at hand
Holding, later, lovers' hands
You fall asleep at the wheels,
driving fellow workers mad
You knock off early most days
to join lovers, for hot days
Hardly follow any instructions
Lagging behind everyday
You might be sacked any day
Then love lovers without pay