Relient K - The Stenographer Lyrics
I got in a fight with the stenographerAfterwards she read me like a book.I had tried to get along with herBut my temperament was quickly overlooked.On the weekends we canSneak into this coutroomAnd you'll offer me some sort of bargain plea.Yeah, Smith and Weston Jr. was a son of a gunHe pressed his nose up to my head.Yeah, I was sweatin' bullets but I dodged the oneThat was not as much sweat as was lead.Oh, I still love you!Oh, I still love youAlthough I know that you want me dead.And when I turn my other cheekI will beg and I'll pleadThat this time you might just kiss it instead.Cause this is my storyAnd like the glue on the binding,I'm sticking to it.If you wanna implore meTo change my tune,Well I just won't do it.Cause this is my storyAnd like the glue on the binding,I'm sticking to it.If you wanna implore meTo change my tune,Well I just won't do it.