"Executive Slacks" Lyrics

I'm not trapped in your
I'm not trapped in your
I'm not trapped in your
Executive slacks

I can't be your
I can't work as
I can't be your
Executive slave

And what can you say about it?
I was straight anyway
You're so wonderful
You're so pretty

Well, getting drunk at the bamboo terrace
With the Tiki tea room is where I'm at
And if my conscience wants to catch up with me
They'll send an army out to lynch, lynch me

I'm not trapped in
I'm not trapped in
I'm not trapped in
No, I'm not trapped in
Executive slacks

Hey, what can you say about it?
Are you straight anyway?
And you'll be back on the trials
And I'll be back in a little while

And it goes like that
And it goes like that
And it goes like that
And it goes like that
And it goes like that
And it goes like that