Hey Julie Written by C. Collingwood / A. Schlesinger
From the Fountains of Wayne album Welcome Interstate Managers
Workin' all day for a mean little man,
with a clip-on tie, and a rub on tan,
He's got me runnin' 'round the office like a dog around the track.
And when I get back home your always there to rub my back.
Hey Julie, look what they're doing to me,
Tryin' to trip me up, tryin to wear me down.
Julie I swear it's so hard to bear it, and I'd never make it through without you
around, no I'd never make it through without you around.
Hours on the phone makin' pointless calls,
I got a desk full of paper that means nothin' at all
Sometimes I catch myself staring into space,
Counting down the hours 'till I get to see your face.
How did it come to be, that you and I must be far away from each other every
Why must I spend my time fillin' up my mind with facts and figures that never
add up anyway. They never add up anyway.
Workin' all day for a mean little guy,
With a bad toupee and a soup-stained tie.
He's got me runnin' 'round the office like a gerbil on a wheel,
He can tell me what to do, but he can't tell me what to feel.