Verse 1
You'll understand why I differentiate black sox and white sox...
'cause if you go to work in suit, please, don't wear your Nike Boots
I represent France in the US, but I'm not elegant
And I don't give a fuck, believe me, no bitch could have me make an effort
I hate waking up early, when outside it's still dark...
It'll be the same when I come back, no, that gonna be even worse
I need a shot, a pint, a springbreak
My life, not a Spielberg movie, we shoot with low budget
I wake up too late, so I don't shower
I don't even look at myself in the mirror, and...
fuck.. Is this of your business, man?
In the train, don't look at anybody, not even at you...
I got this grim face: "lookin for a job interview to be rejected"
And I got run to work under the Boston snow,
Half death trap, half tombstone, those puddles will bust me
Cross the street in a hurry, slip, don't watch signals
I escape death 30 times between State House and City Hall
Man, when will I get back home?
My supervisor look at me cause like I'm 30 seconds late
My fucking american colleague gets credits for MY work!
And he's asking me money to buy his fucking coffee
When I sleep, I dream of grinding his face in front of his screaming wife
There's this sexy secretary at the copy machine: Isadora
But Isadora don't like when I do the lovely guy
Latina style, "yes, I'm a whore but I'm out of reach"
Bitch, I'm a dog, and I smell that I will have you
My colleagues are all the same, in there 30's there 40's
Their stressed to death, but try to hide it,
and man, thrust me, don't talk about that with them...
They all wear those 80's Bill Gates glasses, they know I'm french
they talk to me about snails, chateau, wine menu, man
I gonna shoot one of them...

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Boy, even if you got other dreams, you shouldn't skip school
So you can wake up one day and yell: "I hate my job"
Office job, networking, planning, accounting
read the notes in the margin of your contract before signing..
"I HATE MY JOB"

Verse 2
In MBA, I love them dollar bill, but don't love their bitches
they are 45 years old, they re obese under their make up
I'm the only one in baggy, the only one who don't panic for a mid term
But shit, when they organize party, I have to prepare an escape plan
I try to get myself an undergrad, when no one's looking
But I think it won't work, she doesn't want no broke guy
I tried to work on her, but I was too drunk,
Must have had too many drinks, shit, I can't even stay up...
Well, good job to get to know her, man! your reputation is dead
Tomorrow, all your colleagues will know the facts...
Shit, I should have stayed in bed maybe...
Subway, delay,
and as usual..
Slip on the escalator when those girls are looking at me...
I couldn't care less, even my ego's getting on my nerve...

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