Retro Cowgirl - Timesheet Blues

Write the date down
Take the pen and paper put it to your head
Tastes like coffee grounds
Every day I come in I feel more like I am dead
Expectin' promotion
Undying devotion
To a dead-end job
The passion inside of me died with my timesheets
I got the timesheet blues
I got the timesheet
Maybe
The feelings come and gone
There's nothing
In this world
That I love more than my timesheets
I got the timesheet blues
I don't wanna have to choose
And I know you do too
Cause the choice will always be my timesheets
Killin' time at my desk
It's gonna be myself next
When I look in the mirror I wanna feel proud
But when I close my eyes all I see is the crowd
Expectin' promotion
Undying devotion
To a dead-end job
The passion inside of me died with my timesheets
I got the timesheet blues
I got the timesheet
Maybe
The feelings come and gone
There's nothing
In this world
That I love more than my timesheets
I got the timesheet blues
I don't wanna have to choose
And I know you do too
Cause the choice will always be my timesheets
I got the timesheet
I got the timesheet
I got the timesheet
I got the timesheet
Blues
Blues
Blues
Blues
Blues

Written by:
Julia Steele, Luis Garcia

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