Ties too wide and suits too bright, when I worked at Textline
We'd get pissed on Thursday nights, when I worked at Textline
Friday we'd roll in at ten
I could hardly hold a pen
Lunchtime on the piss again when I worked at Textline
I got locked in the typing pool when I worked at Textline
I coughed and spluttered like a fool when I worked at Textline
The filthy things those typists said
Turned my face beetroot red
I sometimes wished I'd stayed in bed when I worked at Textline
We had this gorgeous secretary when I worked at Textline
Someone said she fancied me when I worked at Textline
I thought this was really great
So I asked her for a date
She said go home and masturbate when I worked at Textline
I met some funny little men when I worked at Textline
Stuart, buff Brown, Ken and Glen when I worked at Textline
On the evening of my leaving do
I told them a few truths
And they replied We hate you, too when I worked at Textline