Words and Music by Matt Hanley
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I landed a job in the city.
Thought I’d open up some doors
Each time I got promoted
I conned my way to more
My flat is in a building
housing real celebrities
I see them stream in on Netflix
on my new flat screen TV
I just want a record player.
A record player and a cat
A cat and a record player.
Could you just give me that
We’re told to run with the big dogs.
Dress super hot and dupe the boss
If something doesn’t look right
just add a little gloss
Always gunning for the latest thing
Date tech guys just to take a peek
Wait in line for the new iphone
It’s only new until next week
I just want a record player.
A record player and a cat
A cat and a record player.
Could you just give me that
I don’t want this life. Don’t want this rotten disease
It only causes grief
Spin some vinyl.
Feed the feline
Pure and simple.
Not a decline
I just want a record player
A record player and a cat
Can you just give me that
Can you just give me that
Can you just give me that
Can you just give me that
© 2018 Matthew P. Hanley (BMI)