Crimp, what are you doing? Why are you always hovering?
Uh, I'm standing?
Well, be a good little assistant and go stand in the corner
Oh, yes, um, oh, dear, I think this is kind of a co-corner
Okay, I cannot with her
It’s really too much

Well I tumble out of bed and stumble to the kitchen
Pour myself a cup of ambition
Yawn and stretch and try to come to life

Jump in the shower and the blood starts pumping
Out on the street, the traffic starts jumping
With folks like me on the job from nine to five

Working nine to five
What a way to make a livin’
Barely gettin’ by
It’s all takin’ and no givin’

They just use your mind
And they never give you credit
It’s enough to drive you
Crazy if you let it
Nine to five

For service and devotion
You would think that I
Would deserve a big promotion
Want to move ahead
But the boss don't seem to let me
Sometimes I swear, I swear they’re out to get
(Out to get me, hm)