Assistant
I want an assistant to clean my house
And my messes too
Vacuum the floor
Clean the kitchen
Wash the dishes and cook the meals
This house is a mess
I got no time
My family gets together at eight-forty-five
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeaaaahh
I need an assistant to cook the meals
No matter how good or shitty they feel
They can pick up my shit
I'll leave them to it
Leave my laundry I'll fill the bin
Clean the kitchen and scrub the floor
Pay the bills and fix the door
And fix the skylights and roof
While you're at it
And cook a little something cuz I need a snack
Then call State Farm on the phone
I want an assistant every day
To take care of me and my shit
Cuz I'm way way way way
Way way way way way over it
Set a doctor's appointment
Buy some groceries
Take out the recycling
Take out the car for a wash
And take some shit to ARC for me
And do my admin work
Cuz I can't even
After a day at work
I want an assistant every day
To take care of me and my shit
Cuz I'm way way way way
Way way way way way over it
Life is a mess
I got no time
I'll have dinner ready at eight-forty-five
Dinner!
And my messes too
Vacuum the floor
Clean the kitchen
Wash the dishes and cook the meals
This house is a mess
I got no time
My family gets together at eight-forty-five
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeaaaahh
I need an assistant to cook the meals
No matter how good or shitty they feel
They can pick up my shit
I'll leave them to it
Leave my laundry I'll fill the bin
Clean the kitchen and scrub the floor
Pay the bills and fix the door
And fix the skylights and roof
While you're at it
And cook a little something cuz I need a snack
Then call State Farm on the phone
I want an assistant every day
To take care of me and my shit
Cuz I'm way way way way
Way way way way way over it
Set a doctor's appointment
Buy some groceries
Take out the recycling
Take out the car for a wash
And take some shit to ARC for me
And do my admin work
Cuz I can't even
After a day at work
I want an assistant every day
To take care of me and my shit
Cuz I'm way way way way
Way way way way way over it
Life is a mess
I got no time
I'll have dinner ready at eight-forty-five
Dinner!
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Writer(s): L. Leach
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