First Day

My first day on the job and I’m late
Gum on the bottom of my shoe
At the elevator-wait, wait, wait
Now what am I gonna do?

Gum on the bottom of my shoe
Walk-stick-walk-stick-walk
Now what am I gonna do?
At the door I begin to balk

Walk-stick-walk-stick-walk
Oh, no! My stockings have a run
At the door I begin to balk
This morning’s certainly no fun

Oh, no! My stockings have a run
Now I’m really starting to sweat
This morning’s certainly no fun
And my boss I haven’t met yet

Now I’m really starting to sweat
Circles forming under my pits
And my boss I haven’t met yet
I’m about to lose my wits

Circles forming under my pits
Secretary says, “He will see you now.”
I’m about to lose my wits
But in I walk somehow