It was in the evening paper under General Vacancy "Part time man required in a local factory" I put my Sunday suit on and I gave my old boots a brush I got on my old two wheeler as I was in a rush
"Wait over there in the queue, come here when I call your name." There's about ten or twenty part time men, they all look just the same "Alfred Webster?" – "Yes, that's me." – "Kindly come this way." With fingers crossed I follow him and I hope it's my lucky day
All I wanted to be was a part time man (That's all) All I wanted to be was a part time man
With shaky hand I started to the best that I was able The man I had come to see smiled across the table I filled in all questions, name, address and occupation What I did in World War Three, and my present situation
All I wanted to be was a part time man (That's all, that's all) All I wanted to be was a part time man
I went back to the waiting room and they asked me what he said Before I had time to answer a woman came out and shook her head Returned from where I came from to my old and faithful cat I turned off the light in my eyes and that's the end, that Oh yeah
All I wanted to be was a part time man All I wanted to be was a part time man All I wanted to be was a part time man (All I wanted to be was a part time man) All I wanted to be was a part time man (That's all, that's all, that's all)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
