The Temp and the Receptionist
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Lyrics of The Temp and the Receptionist by Anderson Davis & Patina Miller
You sit at your reception desk
Looking oh so statuesque
Taking calls with so much care
And rolling in your rolling chair
And you′re forever smiling
While you do the filing
You sign for the deliveries
Sign for my heart pretty please
I've had you on my mind you see
Since this temp job was a sign to me
Make my workday dreams come true and let me take you to my
Cubicle of love
I′ll make your fantasies my fiscal goal
Cubicle of love
You'll be an icon on the desktop of my soul
I'll fill your coffee cup with cream cause it′s you I′m dreaming of
Soft as my sweater vest in my cubicle of love
Wendel... I don't know how to respond... I mean, all I can think is... well... well
Well you′re a temporary hire
But you've started an eternal fire
You type your TPS reports
And got me feeling out of sorts
You act like no one ever sees (woah-oh)
How you caress those keyboard keys (woah-oh)
And you′re so sauve and debonair (a-woah-oh)
So boy stop playing solitaire (oh-oh-oh)
Don't you know it′s not a crime
To put in for some overtime
Our partnership is long past due so won't you take me to your
Cubicle of love
Take me away from this sheer office hell
Cubicle of love
Open my spreadsheet like in microsoft excell
Bend me like a rubber band and we'll fit like hand in glove
Linked like two paper clips in our cubicle of love
I try to hide these feelings but the passion prevails
Baby we′re the envy of everyone in sales
I can′t fight the temptation of an office romance
I'll transfer all your phone calls directly to my pants
Let′s give into the urge, like a database we'll merge
God this feeling′s so right, I could fax you all night
Let's succumb to these corporate forces
And employ all our human resources
Cubicle of love
That′s where I'll show you you're my office mate
Cubicle of love
Like two sheets of paper you and I will collate
We will reach fantastic heights ′neath flourescent lights above
They will outshine the stars in our cubicle of love
Linked like two paper clips
Stuck like two post-it notes
Hole punched and interwound
Spooning in spiral bound
Stapled together there in our cubicle of love
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Writer(s): Chris Dimond, Michael Andrew Kooman
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Out of Our Heads: The Music of Kooman & Dimond (Original Cast Recording)
Album • 2011 • 12 tracks
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The Temp and the Receptionist
Anderson Davis & Patina Miller
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