Company Man lyrics

A house in San Fernando

An hour from L.A.

He drives a brand new Buick

Traded in the Chevrolet

He plays tennis on the weekends

He drinks perrier with meals

And he entertains down in Mexico

To close those business deals



He's a company man

He's a company man

He's a real team player

He's a real go getter, yeah

A company man

He's a company man

He's a real go getter

He's a real team player, yeah



And his bitchy little woman

Does her shopping on the phone

She loves those home deliveries

She hates to drink alone

And his oldest boy is in college

In some snot nosed eastern school

And his youngest girl is a radical

She says daddy you're a fool



You're a company man

You're a real go getter

You're a real team player, yeah

A company man

A company man

You're a real go getter

You're a real team player, yeah



Does it make any difference to you

How big you are

Or what the color of your house is

Or the size of your car

Go through life with a drink in your hand

It's eight at the bar

Take it easy going up the ladder

If you make it that far



You're a company man

You're a company man

You're a real go getter

Real team player, yeah

You're a company man

You're a company man

Look at the real go getter,

Real team player, yeah

Company man...
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