I am driving

I am late for work

Spilling coffee

Down my whitest shirt

While I'm flossing

And I'm changing lanes

Oh Yeah

Now I'm driving

Through the parking lot

Doing eighty

Hey what the heck why not

Watch it lady

'Cause your in my spot

Once again

It's early to work 

And here's a surprise

I got a McMuffin for just 99 cents today

I think they ran a special



CHORUS: 

I can't stand still

Can I get a witness

Can you hear me

Anybody, anybody

I think I am running just to catch myself



Maybe someday I could  fly away

Go to Key Largo or Montego Bay

Sport my speedo,maybe grab a tan

A dream vacation, wild elation

Now I'm running

Straight into my boss

And he's angry

Oh and he calls me Ross

Which is funny

'Cause that ain't my name

And that's lame

I'm still running

Running very late

For a meeting

Wait, that was yesterday

Guess I'm early for the one next week

Oh how sweet

I get on the ladder

I corporately climb

I wave at my life as it passes me by every day

My name's not Ross



CHORUS



Life in my cubicle is discreet

Life in my cubicle is neat

I've got some pictures of my friends

Some sharpened pencils...where's my pen

Ten O'clock I'm in a meeting

Paper cut I think I'm bleeding

Check my hair it's still receding

Hey what a life

Break for lunch

There's nothing better

Run outside and don my sweater 

Like Fred Rogers let's be neighbors

I've lost my mind

I'm over worked

And underpaid

And non-appreciated 

It's just a perk of being of being

Middle class

And educated

One... spinning circles in my chair

Two...win a game of solitaire

Three... And I ponder where my stapler's gone

Four O'clock and I stare at the door

And I stare at my watch

Then I stare at the door

I stand by my desk like I'm going to war

There's just one thing I'll be needing

Grab my paycheck as I'm leaving

Oh oh oh oh oh oh ohhhhhhhhh

It's five o'clock

It's time to go 

There's crowds to fight

And horns to blow

It's talking fast on my cell phone

Hey watch out that's reckless driving

Five O'clock

It's time to leave

To hit the couch

And watch TV

Set the clock and go to sleep

It's 8 am on Monday morning

Again and again and again and again and again

Driving around

Nowhere to go

And so I hang with my lady Oh,

And chill with my bro's

It's okay, in my Cabriolet

I can't stand still

Can I get a witness

Can you hear me

Anybody, anybody

I think I am running just to catch myself

When I meet God

I will have a question

I just forgot my question

I think I am running just to catch myself

Oh oh oh

Oh oh oh