Mr Walker Its All Over Lyrics

Mr Walker Its All Over lyrics

I left Garden City, Kansas with a ticket 

And a yen to see New York

I typed eighty words a minute 

So your corporation let me go to
work

I fetched paper clips and coffee

Even helped you dodge you're
domineering wife

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

That's a lot of hands
a-reachin' out 

To grab the things that I considered mine

And the
president pursues me 

Even though he's old and hair of turnin' white

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
their's a jumpin' all night bar

And a frosted bit o'cake

I have to
share the place with bugs and big ol' mice

Mr Walker it's all over, I
don't like the New York secretary's life



Your sweetheart in
personnel said 

I should be a pervert and notice like the rest

So 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 classifieds

Mr Walker it's all over, I don't like the New
York secretary's life



There's a Greyhound at the station 

And I'm on that phone with open arms for me

Garden City's lookin'
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

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 secre