Elevator Men - inflatable vegetables

The elevator men pull up to your building
In shiny white vans with royal blue logos
They stomp into the lobby wearing coveralls and boots
Pulling brown leather bags full of polished chrome tools

Pressing all your buttons with their grubby stubby fingers
Lubing up your doors, they stop at every floor
From the basement to the penthouse, they linger to present
Rusty gears and greasy cables, crusty rears around your table

Elevator men get down, get down
Elevator men rise up, rise up
Elevator men get down, get down
I wish I was your friend like the elevator men

The elevator men play their elevator music
Easy listening saxophone and glistening piano
Nothing spastic, it's glossy and plastic
Bland and sleepy, big band creepy plans to keep you in a trance

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I stay in the lobby of the building next door
Push my powered auto-scrubber, polishing the floor
I wish you would come over, visit now and then
But you're too busy laughing with your elevator men