Lyrics

Well, I don't mind working 'Cause I used to be jerking off Most of my time in the bars I been a cabby and a stock clerk And a soda fountain jock jerk And a manic mechanic on cars It's nice work if you can get it Now who the hell said it I got money to spend on my girl But the work never stops And I'll be busting my chops Working for Joe & Sal And I can't wait to get off work to see my baby She said she'd leave the porch light on for me I'm disheveled, I'm disdainful I'm distracted and it's painful But this job sweeping up here Is gainfully employing me tonight Tom do this, Tom do that Tom, don't do that Count the cash, clean the oven Dump the trash, oh, your lovin' Is a rare and a copacetic gift I'm a moonlight watchmanic It's hard to be romantic Sweeping up over by the cigarette machine Sweeping up over by the cigarette machine I can't wait to get off work, see my baby She be waiting up with a magazine for me Clean the bathrooms and clean 'em good Oh, you're lovin' I wish you would Come down here and sweep me off my feet This broom will have to be my baby If I hurry I just might Get off before the dawn's early light