The Man with the Cigar

The man with the cigar walked on up to where I was workin' this mornin'
The man with the cigar said that I was workin' too slow
&if I didn’t speed it up, he’d have to let me go
I’m workin' like a dog, so why’s he always hangin' around me to hound me?
He’s pushing me too far, &pretty soon my back is gonna break
I’ve taken all that I can take from the man with the cigar
I need this job &I need it bad
That’s why I gotta keep myself from gettin' mad
The man with the cigar, I hope he doesn’t push me too far
Yeah the man with the cigar
Yeah the man with the cigar
Yeah the man with the cigar
I need this job &I need it bad
That’s why I gotta keep myself from gettin' mad
The man with the cigar, I hope he doesn’t push me too far
Yeah the man with the cigar
Yeah the man with the cigar
Yeah the man with the cigar