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I left Garden City Kansas with a ticket and a yen to see New York
I type eigty words a minute, so your corporation let me go to work
I bring paper clips and coffee, even help you dodge your domineering wife
But Mr. Walker it's all over, I don't like the New York secretary's life

In this building there's a crowd of guys with old familiar thoughts upon their minds
And that's a lot of hands a-reaching out to grab the things that I consider mine
And the president pursues me even though he's old and hair a-turnin' white
But Mr. Walker it's all over, I don't like the New York secretary's life

There's a flat in Greenwich Village that I took because the subway wasn't far
But a trumpet player's 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 ol' mice
Oh, Mr. Walker it's all over, I don't like the New York secretary's life

Your sweetheart in personnel said I should give her written notice like the rest
I wrote "Goodbye" with my brightest lipstick right across her big expensive desk
You'd better call the Times and tell 'em put your wanted ad right back in cla**ified
'Cause Mr. Walker it's all over, I don't like the New York secretary's life

There's a Greyhound at the station and a mom at home with welcome arms for me
Garden City's looking better every minute now since I have learned to see
And the boy next door don't know it but come June he's gonna gain himself a wife
Oh-woah, Mr. Walker it's all over, I don't like the New York secretary's life
Mr. Walker it's all over, I don't like the New York secretary's life

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