Verse 1

Another coffee, another crisis

Someone misplaced the latest sizes

You brought me beige, you brought me boring

I need a miracle by morning

My phone keeps ringing, pages turning

Every little deadline’s burning

You say you tried, I say, “How charming”

Then fix the hem before the warning

Pre-Chorus

I gave you one small task to do

Why is that difficult for you?

The room goes quiet, heels strike twice

I don’t repeat myself—I’m nice

Chorus

My employees are getting on my nerves

They miss the mark, then ask what it deserves