Lyrics: Well, hey, how ya doin’, have a seat, have a drink Boy, it’s good to see you, what can I say Whoa, sorry, gotta run, we’ll get together again Say, what was your name, anyway Well, we’re workin’ on the problem We’ll get back to ya soon (yeah) But don’t try to call me I’ll be in a meeting every afternoon For a year, maybe longer, keep in touch Thanks for droppin’ by and have a nice day The check’s in the mail (hey) You’re beautiful Don’t ever change You know what I mean My girl will call your girl We’ll talk, we’ll do lunch Or leave a message on my machine So baby, won’t you sign On the dotted line I’m gonna make your dreams come true The check’s in the mail Would I lie to you Well, hey, wait a minute What’s the matter, hold on You want me to fork over the loot You say you hate my