A.C. Newman - Secretarial Lyrics

One day you blew across the water
After racing through the countdown
Spewing ancient wisdom like your friends
The revelations had come
And they were looking for me

I took the red eye back to glory
But the more I got the facts straight
It turns out that the story's getting shorter
And what I want to know is will it happen to me

Can't take them out, can't take
Them out with baby artillery
Can't take them, can't take them out
Lady, it's secretarial, secretarial

We've been divided, we've decided
It's a problem we can live with
The motion to defeat it is repeated
And what I want to know is will it happen to me

So come on, let the son in
We've been gunning for promotion
Postering the slogans on the roadsigns
But I want to know when it happens to me