I cross my fingers on a Monday morning
I keep smiling and I keep on singing
So sure that I don't deserve it
My throat aches and my ears are ringing

Believing in coincidence
In running risks, not common sense
In the wrong place at the right time
I'll take the blame 'cause it's all mine

We've got the best job ever
It will be over sooner or never
At the risk of sounding clever
I want the best job ever forever
We've got the best job ever
Oh Oh Oh Oh
We've got the best job ever
Oh Oh, Oh Oh

I try to stop myself from being boring
And to remind myself just who is laughing (Ha! Ha!)
I try to act like it's not so exciting
Desperate that my fifteen seconds is passing