In my routine job I was just a cub
My things start scaring tatters
What they suggested and what I requested
Would infinitely be differentmatters

Each and every night
I was alone, always at home
Work for myself and nobody else
And it's me that matters
That matters

She was an ordinary, secretary
At long last I got at her
Now she keeps me  , and was my babe
There are the things that matter

Each and every night
I'm not at home, never alone
Work for myself and somebody else
And it's me that matters
That matters

So I said goodbye
To that awful daily bind
And I found my
Happiness and peace of mind.
