Lyrics

here in the office
middle of winter
my imagination not helping

we are trapped in this office
I try to stay focused ..I do...I do

you're saying important things
about sales growth in Cleveland
and they are really laggin and laggin

and I ..and I

just slipped a grape in your mouth
a soft breeze blows back my hair
on a beach
under a shady tree
like in a movie
nobody around
cept you and me

you look at me with love
ask what I would enjoy for lunch
like a proper couple on holiday

..and then
it's just my imagination
my annoying imagination..
stay focused

six people in Cleveland

if they don't get their numbers up..
about to lose their jobs
they cant get the numbers up ..
damn poor Cleveland

imagine if I were free
not a slave to the office
could I write a better script to my life

Id be
in the Caribbean..
or maybe even Brazil..
on a jet ski ..hugging you
as we bounce from wave to wave ..
sun and water in my face..

but of course

those poor people in Cleveland
..about to lose their jobs
Cleveland aint growing

can I send those reports out.. today
you ask

and I respond
only if you kiss me
that's the price of my loyalty and labor
I say with a laugh

except.. uh oh ..

I think I just said it
..out loud just now
here in the office
in the middle of winter
..while we are about to fire
six people in Cleveland ..

I don't know if I really said it ..

waiting and waiting to see ..
what you say next ..
did I just lose my job..
am I now ..one with Cleveland..

or am I dancing Samba
in the soft Brazilian moon light

I can be almost beautiful
in a certain kind of light..
like this moonlight
much more beautiful

than when I'm in the office
in the middle of winter
worried about Cleveland

and in my imagination
I wrote a better script for my life