Cold Tea
I'm at the top and there's nowhere else to go
You can call me nice or you can call me CEO
Cuz if you dis I'll be quick to dismiss ya
Put you in the mailroom where I won't even miss ya
The color of my Amex is strictly platinum
Would you like to do lunch ya'all can come
Put the fancy food on my plate
Cuz I'm livin so large you can call me Bill Gates
I'm the CEO!
I'm the CEO!
I'm the CEO take a business card
I'm the CEO and I'm livin' damn hard
I'm the CEO!
Don't waste my time cuz my time is your money
Did I hear someone laugh, the shit ain't funny
Cause I work 9-5 like I was Dolly Parton
But I'm makin' suckers wish that they never went to Wharton
This ain't no small business like the Hair Club for Men
In the Fortune 500 well I'm in the top ten
Now I'm talkin' on the cell phone but don't touch that dial
Better yet get off that butt open the drawer get me a file
The style that I sport is always Bergdorf's
I don't take no retortin' cause my desk is my basketball court
I play the sport with all the heavy hitters
And at Sotheby's I'm the highest fuckin' bidder
I'm the CEO!
I'm the CEO!
Where's my fuckin' secretary?
Yeah I'll call you back next January
I'm the CEO!
This takeover's kinda hostile
Men beneath me- docile
Excuse me but my driver's waiting outside
And I got to jet
Of course, the private jet
50 men in suits to serve me inside
And if you don't know, now ya know
I'm the CEO!
I'm the CEO!
Better than the president
Your yearly wage is what I pay for rent
I'm the CEO! OHHHHHHH
I'm the CEO!
I'm the CEO!
I'm the CEO take a business card
I'm the CEO and I'm livin' damn hard
I'm the CEO! OHHHHHHHH
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Words and music by Sting
Old enough to be her dad
But the young men were just mad they nursed their grievances
And she was flattered by his charm
It wouldn't do her any harm they all had their chances
He sent her flowers and limousines
She was treated like a queen
Anything she ever wanted
It was no problem for a man like him
And everyone expected soon
That she could ask him for the moonÂÂ
If she would wear his ring
Knowing glances from his friends
In the homes at the weekends of high so