Up For Grabs

I take the train to my job in the city
 Squeeze into my cubicle - I'm sittin' pretty
 Not one happy face on the whole damn floor
 I wonder what the hell I'm doing it for
 Sometimes it feels like my life is Up For Grabs
 I take the same train to get home at night
 Walk ten blocks and up five flights
 My kids are watching adult TV
 My mother-in-law's visiting from Canarsie
 Sometimes it feels like my life is Up For Grabs
 Hold me now baby I'm Up For Grabs
 Squeeze me my darling I'm Up For Grabs
 That mound of paper that sits on my desk
 I approach it like it's a hornet's nest
 My boss marches in - he's such a sweaty thing
 Then the goddam phone begins to ring
 Sometimes it feels like my life is Up For Grabs
 Hold me now baby I'm Up For Grabs
 Squeeze me my darling I'm Up For Grabs
 My how the time flies it's six A.M.
 Get up get dressed do it all over again
 Choo-choo train go clickety clack
 My sleepy head stuck on an aching back
 Sometimes it feels like my life is Up For Grabs
 Hold me now baby I'm Up For Grabs
 Squeeze me my darling I'm Up For Grabs