Sick Day

Check out the girl in the Harbor Tunnel

Crawling to work six feet under

And the day has barely begun

They're all chewing gum

And laughing at the voice on the crackling radio station

Lead us not into Penn Station

Cause the best part's just begun

We're all becoming one again

And she's making the scene

With the coffee and cream

And the copy machine's not working

She's a hell of a girl

She's alone in the world

And she likes to say hey good lookin'

She's on her way

She's taking a sick day..soon

And here is the man pushing paper past her

Thinks up ways to make the day go faster

But the day goes on and on

He dreams of his lawn

And all about

the pretty careerist

the next cube over

The fat secretary,

the lunchtime lovers

'Til the path train finally comes

The platform's full of bums again

And she's making the scene

With the coffee and cream

And the copy machine's not working

She's a hell of a girl

She's alone in the world

And she likes to say hey good lookin'

She's on her way

She's taking a sick day..soon

And she's taking her time

As she's tossing a dime

At the man in the cardboard coffin

It doesn't have to be fine

She's ahead of the line

And doesn't have to be here too often

She's making a play

She's taking a sick day..soon