Lyrics:

In a line at a cafe I overheard a waitress say 'These cats is broke, I knows 'em Through 'em out the doors and close 'em' Still look saggy, for so low This occupation's got to go Up pulls the limo, up goes the thrill The suits are picking up the bill It's alright for them to tag along It's just one bill their tagging on I'll find some way to get along The business suits to the rescue So nice doing business with you Do we really hate the clock When we realize that 'Oh, their selling down for the deal' The suits are picking up, the suits are picking up the bill I cannot say from where I'm standing My friends have passed out on the landing Yes, one too many has left us high and dry I've been feeling down, since the suits got back in town