The Customer Songtext
von Mo Troper
The Customer Songtext
You call me over
Wounded critter
I can′t move any faster
If I could I'd be a dancer This is just a cover up
I really hate your guts
I think you′ve had enough
But who am I to judge?
Tell me what you've learned
I'm the boss as far as you′re concerned
The customer′s always right
Except when they aren't
Wounded critter
I can′t move any faster
If I could I'd be a dancer This is just a cover up
I really hate your guts
I think you′ve had enough
But who am I to judge?
Tell me what you've learned
I'm the boss as far as you′re concerned
The customer′s always right
Except when they aren't
Writer(s): Morgan James Troper Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
