James Blunt - My Cubicle | Текст песни

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My job is stupid
My day's a bore
Inside this office
From eight 'til four

Well, nothing ever happens
My life is pretty bland
Pretending that I'm working
Pray I don't get canned

My cubicle, My cubicle
It's one of sixty two
It's my small space
In a crowded place
Just a six-by-six board booth
And I hate it, that's the truth

Well, I give a sigh
As the boss walks by
No one ever talks to me
Or looks me in the eye

And I really should work
But instead I just
Sit here and surf the Internet
In

My cubicle, My cubicle
It doesn't have a view
It's my small space
In a crowded place
I sit and sigh there, too
And sometimes I sit here nude