Mr. Walker It's All Over Lyrics

(Gene Crysler)

I left Garden City, Kansas
With a ticket and a yen to see New York
I typed eigty words a minute
So your corporation let me go to work.

I fetch paper clips and coffee
Even help you dodge your domineering wife
Mr. Walker it's all over
I don't like the New York secretary's life.

In this building there's a lotta guys
With old familiar thoughts upon their minds
That's a lot of hands a reaching out
To grab the things that I consider mine.

And the president persues me
Even though he's old and his hair is 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 subways wasn't far
But a trumpet player's upstairs and below me
there's a jumpin' all night bar.
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And to frost the bitter 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 give her written 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 classified
Mr. Walker it's all over
I don't like the New York secretary's life.

There's a greyhound at the station
And a mom at home with open arms for me
Garden City's looking 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 secretary's life...