Lyrics
Ooh-ooh-ooh
I'm sick of hearing that you failed to reach your quota
I should give your job to a canine
Sick 'em Rover
Go stand in the back room
And think about what you do
And how those dos affect my mood
I'm losing my patience
Steven
Why's my coffee cold?
Ooh-ooh-ooh
I wish that you were more like Jason
He never blinks and never leaves his station
Steven
Why's my bagel old?
You've got much to learn
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