Don’t Stress Rena

Another batch of emails
Flip a coin, I don’t care
Head or tails
The plant on my desk is dying
Could go to the bathroom
But I don’t feel like crying

Don’t stress, Rena
It’s gonna be a helluva week
But you’re gonna see
The other side

Doesn’t anybody else work here
Does anybody else
Hear what I hear
If I have to go to another meeting
It’s gonna be death from
Over heating

Hold your head, hold it high
We’ll sing you to sleep
Ella and I
And Josephina, wherever she is
Has a smile
So take all your troubles
And put ‘em down a little while
Put ‘em down a little while