Examiner 12

Lyrics
Well, he works, yeah, he's got a job He's the happiest man in the company And he lives just across the street from me But he spends most of his time down at the factory, because He is examiner twelve on the production line He is examiner twelve He is examiner twelve on the production line He is examiner twelve Well, he owns a big black car And he doesn't let it out at all And it sleeps in a cage under his house And he revs it up when he's feelin' animal! He is examiner twelve on the production line He is examiner twelve He is examiner twelve on the production line He is examiner twelve Well, he caught me in my backyard He was leaning over his fence He trapped me in my very own backyard And he said, "Come right over here, Glenn" And he lowered his voice And I lowered my head And this is what he said "You choose a right, you choose a wrong You choose a right, you choose a wrong You choose a right, you choose a wrong You choose a right, you choose a wrong You choose a right, you choose a wrong You choose a right, you choose a wro-hoh-hong!" He is examiner twelve on the production line He is examiner twelve He is examiner twelve on the production line He is examiner twelve, hoo-hooah!
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Credits
- Writers
- Glenn Thompson