WHO ME?

Oh please Mr. Boss man,
I don’t want to go,
because there’s costumers on the phone over there
who will scream and frazzle my hair,
oh please Mr. Boss man,
I don’t want to go!

Was sitting at home just last night
feeling so much reason for fright
over how those prices you’ve been charging
sure have been showing they’re enlarging,
now those folks who buy our product
are yelling like savages the rates suck.

Oh please Mr. Boss man,
I don’t want to go,
just can’t stand the idea of looking them in the face
knowing they want to hang my hide in disgrace
oh please Mr. Boss man
I don’t want to go.

You already sent my buddy Charlie out to the lobby
those angry patrons nearly scalped him as a hobby,
so don’t ask me to go be the next on in line
who they will decide to douse with turpentine,
not trying to be uncooperative or unfair,
just don’t want them setting fire to my underwear!

Oh please Mr. Boss man
I don’t want to go,
and trusting you has sure lost a lot its luster
since you’ve gotten as whacky as General Custer,
oh please Mr. Boss man
I don’t want to go.

Now what’s the word for proving I’m their friend?
Keep-Your-Refund –Treat. Hey out there, Keep-Your-Refund-Treat!
No that ain’t it.

Oh please Mr. Boss man,
I don’t want to go.