| Our company was just starting a deal
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| when it occurred my boss to hire me, lady STL
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| Lost of clever candidates demonstrated
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| broad vision at selection process go-no-go decision
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| My sixiest gear pushed on decision’s taking
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| — I'm ready to start, heh, money-making
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| Miss Thang was gonna start introducing my job:
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| 'Another bitch in the house,
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| why not a nice baby-pop?'
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| Shut up, shit, I just thought to myself
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| I’m a lady STL, I’ll give you hell
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| She went on explaining what is our common dream
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| Sat back introducing our company’s team:
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| 'Yo, nice to meet you, Mr. Low Mr. Tea and Toady-boy!'
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| I knew they’re ultimate dorks, despite all that crap
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| I had to get to my wizzwork
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| One produces that shit
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| Somebody gotta use it And I just sit and spit
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| And we all do that in the company’s interest
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| Mr. Tea throws a fit
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| Toady-boy steals a bit
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| And I just sit and spit
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| And we all do that in the company’s interest
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| Meanwhile I was surprisingly enthused
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| By the fact that miss Thang was extremely profuse
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| Talking 'bout flashy cars and trendy restaurants
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| What she needs, who she wants,
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| who’s another guy to bonk
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| After that Mr. Low couldn’t restrain
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| from porno web-sites
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| Waiting for the colleagues leave the office
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| and to work nights
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| Toady-boy was not just curious in this
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| His investigator’s talent never left him in peace
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| Next morning secretary’s giggling in the hall
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| Resealed the whole story with the message to all
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| We new that Mr. Tea was jealous, Sir Low ever lower
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| Miss Thang — just delicious, trying to get over
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| So I concluded that for well-paid positions
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| One should abandon all the inner inhibitions
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| Corporate Logic is something like black box,
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| But finally I’ve guessed how all this stupid
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| system works: |