It wasn't pretty it rained all the time
And the sights aren't all they're cracked up to be
I guess the breaking point came around the time
When the post stop truck backed right up into me
I had a lot of thoughts a lot of deep thoughts
So deep I almost lost myself again, it was third time
But not the charm and I almost lost my karma

So push me, work me
I, I, I wanna be everybody's baby, yeah
Push me, work me
I, I, I wanna be everybody's baby

'Cause I just got back from a bad vacation
Just got back from a bad vacation
Just got back from a bad vacation
Yeah yeah yeah

I should have used a map, maybe so
But they always say that I've got somewhere to go
It's just question of philosophy
It's a question of the things I'm supposed to be
You take the time to free yourself
And I'll take this time to tighten down up my chains
I'm in the middle of a paradise
And I just can't stop the raining

So push me, work me
I, I, I wanna be everybody's baby, yeah
Push me, work me
I, I, I wanna be everybody's baby

'Cause I just got back from a bad vacation
Just got back from a bad vacation
Just got back from a bad vacation
Yeah yeah yeah

These minutes are these just hours away
They distract me from the things I want to say
The workaholic with the collarless shirt
Wants to play all night till his fingers hurt
And bring the house down maybe just you
Well there's really nothing else we'd rather do
Woah, isn't there enough to go around

So push me, work me
I, I, I wanna be everybody's baby, yeah
Push me, work me
I, I, I wanna be everybody's baby

'Cause I just got back from a bad vacation
Just got back from a bad vacation
Just got back from a bad vacation
Yeah yeah yeah

Just got back...