I left Garden City, Kansas with a ticket and a plan that say New York
I typed eighty words a minute so you’re cooperation let me go to work
I fetch paperclips and coffee and even help you dodge your domineering wife
Mr Walker it’s all over I don’t like the New York secretaries life

In this building there’s a crowd of guys with old familiar thoughts upon their minds
Yeah that’s a lot of hand to reaching out and to grab the things I consider mine
And the president pursues me even though he’s old and hair is turning white
Mr Walker it’s all over I don’t like the New York secretaries life

There’s a flat in Greenwich Village that I took because the Subway wasn’t far
Yeah there’s a trumpet player upstairs and below me there’s a jumping all night bar
And to frost a bitter cake I have to share the place with bugs and big old mice
Mr Walker it’s all over I don’t like the New York secretaries life

You’re 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 better call the Times and tell them put your wanted ad right back in classified
Mr Walker it’s all over I don’t like the New York secretaries life

Well there’s a Greyhound at the station and a mom at home with open arms for me
Yeah, Garden City looking better every minute now since I have learned to see
And the boy next door don’t know it but come next June he’s gonna gain himself a wife
Mr Walker it’s all over I don’t like the New York secretaries life
Mr Walker it’s all over I don’t like the New York secretaries life

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