Intro: Receptionist's Fantasy

I got it

I have got it

I am going to be, a receptionist

In one of those glass skyscrapers

Nine to five, my own time

And water bottles and office bottles

Me-me

And coffee breaks

Wow

When I sit at my desk on the 41st floor

In my copy, of a copy, of a copy of the old

I'll guess these big typhoons and I'll point to a chair

I'll say, honey, while you're waiting

I would just lie, and stop and put it down

Oh, buddy