Occupation

Lyrics

La, La An occupation La, La An occupation La, La An occupation for you We cowboys are a hardy breed We eat our beans and tumbleweed We're good on horses, good with guns We smell but so does everyone Oh La, La An occupation for you La, La An occupation for you We doctors are important men We make you feel well again You open wide and we look in And throw in several aspirin Oh La, La An occupation for you La, La An occupation for you There are Soldiers Sailors Stuntmen Jailers Jewelers G-men Unless your daddy's rich You need an-ah You need an-ah You need an occupation You need an-ah You need an-ah You need an occupation La, La An occupation for you We athletes run around and round We moan and groan and hit the ground And when we get to 35 We sell cosmetics and survive Oh La, La An occupation for you La, La An occupation for you There are Bodyguards Bouncers TV announcers Farmers Models Unless your daddy's rich You need a La, La An occupation for you (How 'bout salesmen? Huh?) We salesmen can sell a storm We'll sell ya blankets when you're warm And if you're really really warm We'll sell ya two, we've got that charm ('n pilots) We pilots take you anywhere We'll be your father in the air We'll try to look calm and cool But we're as scared as all of you, ha, ha There are Soldiers and Sailors Stuntmen Jailers Jewelers and G-men Unless your daddy's filthy rich You need a La, La An occupation for you You need an-ah You need an-ah You need an occupation for you (Actors, bombers, cut rate druggists, doughnut makers, elephant trainers, Greyhound drivers, hotelkeepers, hitmen, knights and Dukes of Earl, lady killers, maids and nuns, Orson Welles' promo men, quiz show host and royal family, saviours, trollops, undertakers, werewolves, witches, x-rated actors, yes men, Zorro)...