The Secretary’s Song Sawyer Brown

When those Monday blues won't let go of you
Is there someplace that you'd rather be
I'd give anything to make your phone stop ringing
Pull you into my arms and take you with me

CHORUS:
You weren't made to be just a secretary
You were made for love
You've got that something, extraordinary
I've been dreaming of
I thank my lucky stars above
You were made for love

I know you're busy girl and it's a high tech world
But it's made of more than glass and steel
Deep inside your heart there's a softer part
With all those things you've been waiting to feel

CHORUS

All those CPA's with their space
In the parking lot, want their coffee hot
All those three piece suits with their wing tip shoes
Walking over you
Don't know what they got