Intimate Secretary Lyrics

by Raconteurs

I've got a rabbit, it likes to hop
I've got a girl and she likes to shop
The other foot looks like it won't drop
I had an uncle and he got shot

Is this greeting the type that's meant for me?
Are you part of this khakistocracy?

This ringing in my ears won't stop
I've got a red Japanese tea-pot
I've got a pen but I lost the top
I've got so many things you haven't got

This fellow's craft is just not for sharing
He's not an intimate secretary

I've got a rabbit, it likes to hop
I've got a girl and she likes to shop
The other foot looks like it won't drop
I had an uncle but he got shot

Venerable obscurist malarkey
A doulocracy ecclesiarchy
Our fellow's craft is just not for sharing
He's not an intimate secretary

The exarchy's inspector inquisitor
I dare mock an illustrious master
Are you part of this khakistocracy?
Is this greeting the type that's meant for me?