The Man With the Cigar

The man with the cigar
Walked over to where I was workin'
This mornin'
The man with the cigar
Said that I was workin' too slow
And if I didn't speed it up
He'd have to let me go

I'm workin' like a dog, so why's he always hangin' around me to hound me?
He's pushing me too far, & pretty soon my back is gonna break
I've taken all that I can take from the man with the cigar

I need this job & I need it bad
That's why I gotta keep myself from gettin' mad at

The man with the cigar, I hope he doesn't push me too far
Yeah the man with the cigar
Yeah the man with the cigar
Yeah the man with the cigar