Factory by five, and as the morning hits,
She's working a double-split shift,
The boss says "Hope you don't mind"
In a hand-written note placed in the lunchroom.
Leave Josie alone (you've got to leave that girl alone).
She did not ask for you.
Could she be sitting there longing for someone to take her home?
Her in the morning light; she switches off the light.
She's got such beautiful lips.
The call like oranges to the thirsty man.
Break-time intermits.
He wants to say it but he don't know if he can.
Oh just to know her light!
José sees Josephine, and he wants to call her "Josie".
He wants to say "Josie, are you alright?
I've watched you fifteen years bottling those god damn beers".
Paper-thin the walls
Between the lavatories,
The men's and the lady's.
Is that her name he calls?
She hears José rehearse some kind of song-like verse.
She's got such beautiful lips.
The call like oranges to the thirsty man.
Break-time intermits.
He wants to say it but he don't know if he can.
I guess I was wondering what you were doing on the weekend.
I've got tickets to this show.
It's free you know and...
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