Good Old Desk

Oowah Oowah ah ah ah-ah Oowah Oowah ah

My old desk doesnt arabesque,
In the morning when I first arrive.
It's a pleasure to see its waiting there for me
To keep my hopes alive.
Such a comfort to know it's got no place to go,
It's always there.
It's the one thing I've got, a huge success,
My Good Old Desk.

My old desk never needs a rest,
And I've never once heard it cry.
I've never seen it tease, it's always there to please me
From nine to five.
Such a comfort to know, it's dependable and slow,
But its always there.
It's the friend I've got, a giant of all times,
My Good Old Desk.

Oowah Oowah ah ah ah-ah Oowah Oowah ah

My old desk isn't picturesque,
But it's happy as a desk can be.
We never say a word, but it's perfectly alright with me.
For when my hearts on the blow, I just open the drawer
Of my favorite desk.
And what do I see? But a picture of me
working at my Good Old Desk.

Oowah Oowah ah ah ah-ah Oowah Oowah ah