Our Man - Suggs

Pushing his pen across the page

To nowhere in particular

He’s dreaming of his holidays

His stomach’s perpendicular

He tried to keep his fit interest

But the summer’s nearly here

The only exercise he really gets is when he’s lifting beer

Our man is feeling rather wonderful

Lying somewhere comfortable

His feet up in the air… oh

Our man is sipping drinks incredible

Eating all that’s edible

He hasn’t got a care

His day’s spent pushing money around

But he’s not got a lot of his own

His wife lives on the other side of town

And all his kids are fully grown

Would this enormous corporation

Lose much more than it’s pride?

If he was to take an early pension

With a little on the side

Our man is feeling rather wonderful

Lying somewhere comfortable

A-bathing on his yacht… oh

Our man is drinking drinks exotica

Dreaming of Uttoxeter

I think not

He’s fanning himself with fivers

And drinking blue lagoons

He’s watching erotic scuba divers

While the band plays calypso tunes

Our man is feeling rather wonderful

Lying somewhere comfortable

His feet up in the air… oh

Our man is on his archipelago

And he smiles becasue there’s no

Extradition there… Oh

Our man is feeling rather wonderful…