And all theses people keeps singing
Two weeks in the sun, for a lifetime in this joint
I close my eyes, I'm in your arms
Sometimes I ask myself, I ask myself what's the point?
Who, when I'm old and gray, will steal my pension plan
I close my eyes, I'm in your arms, I'm in your arms
I've got to get to work, you know I'm always late
The boss is on my back, the boss is in my face
I work hard everyday, working for a man
The phone keeps ringing, my ears keep ringing
I close my eyes, I'm in your arms
And all theses people keeps singing
The phone keeps ringing
I fall out of bed, put my head in the sink
I close my eyes, I'm in your arms, I'm in your arms
