Business Casual

Lyrics

[Intro]
(doorbell, party chatter, ice in a cup)
Same night every year:
she spent six weeks on a concept.
He found a tie.

[Verse 1]
Here comes the lawyer and she's dressed to litigate,
handed me her briefs and said "review these, don't be late."
Objection, your honor — she's approaching the bench,
got a closing argument and one hell of a defense.
She says "read the fine print, baby, sign it if you dare" —
he says "I'm a businessman," like that's a costume he can wear.

[Chorus]
It's business casual, honey, let's discuss the terms,
you show me your portfolio and I'll show you mine.
Same arrangement every autumn, same negotiation,
close the deal before the clock strikes twelve.
Business casual — nobody's really working,
trick or treat, we can settle out of court tonight.

[Verse 2]
Now the tennis pro arrives and she's ready for the match,
serving something wicked that nobody's gonna catch.
She says love means nothing — that's just how you keep score,
double fault, advantage, let's play one set more.
Then the mad scientist walks in with a beaker in her hand,
says the reaction's unstable and it's getting out of hand.

[Chorus]

[Bridge]
Here's the teacher with a red pen and a performance to review,
says I show a lot of promise but there's work for me to do.
Extra credit after hours, honey, tenure's on the line,
I'll stay late for the lesson if the lesson's worth my time.
And the best one in the building is a lampshade and a drawer —
"I'm a one night stand," she says, "and honey, nothing more."
Covered head to toe, the funniest one here,
the only costume in the room that's completely sincere.

[Chorus]

[Outro]
(cups clink, door closes, someone laughs "same time next year?")
Six weeks on a concept. Six seconds on a tie.
Everybody's something they're not, until Monday.
Monday comes for all of us.
Trick or treat, baby. Business casual.