The FaxMan

Let me tell you how it will be.
There's one for you, umpteen for me.
'Cause I'm the faxman, yeah, I'm the faxman.

Should Tech Support appear too small.
Be thankful I do help at all.
'Cause I'm the faxman, yeah I'm the faxman.

If you drive me hard, I'll fax the sheet.
If you try to sit, I'll fax your seat.
If you get too cold I'll fax some heat.
If you take a walk, I'll fax your street.
Faxman.

'Cause I'm the faxman, yeah, I'm the faxman.

Don't ask me what I want it for
(ah,ah Mr. Wilson)
if you don't want to pay some more
(ah,ah Mr. Heath)
'Cause I'm the faxman, yeah, I'm the faxman.

Now my advice for those who die.
Cross your T's and dot your I's
'Cause I'm the faxman, yeah, I'm the faxman.
And you're working for no one but me.

I wrote this ditty years ago when I used to fax instructions on a near continual basis.

My sincere apologies to the Beatles and especially George Harrison, my favorite Beatle, who wrote it.

Last modified: August 9, 2013.

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