god, I love Dolly Parton

Feb 19, 2008 21:33

This CD picked an excellent day to arrive.

I completely lost my shit at work today, to the point where I was shouting so loudly at this woman, telling her that she was about to make me cry that two people in the vicinity independently came over to offer me chocolate at the same time. I doubt most people think anger when they think of Dolly Parton, and yet, screaming along to the title track in my car tonight was so perfectly cathartic.

9 to 5
Tumble out of bed and stumble to the kitchen
Pour myself a cup of ambition
Yawn and stretch and try to come to life
Jump in the shower and the blood starts pumping
Out on the street the traffic starts jumping
With folks like me on the job from nine to five

Working nine to five
What a way to make a living
Barely getting by
It's all taking and no giving
They just use your mind
And they never give you credit
It's enough to drive you crazy if you let it

Nine to five
For service and devotion
You would think that I
Would deserve a fair promotion
Want to move ahead
But the boss won't seem to let me
I swear sometimes that man is out to get me

They let you dream just to watch them shatter
You're just a step on the boss man's ladder
But you got dreams they'll never take away
In the same boat as a lot of your friends
Waiting for the day your ship will come in
Then the tide's going to turn
And it's all going to roll your way

Nine to five, yeah
They got you where they want you
There's a better life
And you think about it, don't you
It's a rich man's game
No matter what they call it
And you spend your life
Putting money in his wallet

Tomorrow, I'm reframing everything. I will find the happy. Working Girl is going to be my new motto.

Some men find her sexy, some men disagree
But if she's not,
it's not because she doesn't want to be
She wears a push-up bra from Frederick's
Five inch high heel shoes
Maybelline and Rubenstein,
and Avon's best perfume
And she's a working girl

She's a working girl
She is single and free
She's a mother and a wife
And she's proud to be
A working girl

Some find her too aggressive
She don't know how to stop
Cause she's the kind that don't look down
Until it's from the top
She's elegant and stylish,
French perfume and a fur
Designer clothes by Halston
and Diane von Furstenberg
And she's a working girl

She has taken her place
Among the tallest of trees
But she weeps like a willow
When she's brought to her knees
Cause she's a working girl

You'll find her dressed
according to standard uniform
Cause she must dress in comfort for the job she must perform
She has so many faces,
she wears so many names
She goes so many places
and she does so many things
Cause she's a working girl

She's a working girl
She is single and free
She's a mother and a wife
And she's proud to be
A working girl

I think this may be my new favorite album. Oh, Dolly, you never should have lost out to Fame and that pimp song at the Academy Awards. I'm totally getting drunk and giving you an honorary Oscar this weekend.
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