You pull up to the big brown You pull up in your big white Then you're climbing the stairs No matter who you are No matter what your beef, boy You take the big green stacks And you shove 'em in the white one That's the way of the envelope It's good work if you can get it Beats pushing You remember a time You remember it well It was a fine fine place to live You pull up in your big brown car You pull up in your big white brick Then you're climbing the stairs to take you up to the 8th, or 9th or 10th No matter who you are No matter what your beef, boy You take the big green stacks And you shove 'em in the white one That's the way of the envelope It's good work if you can get it Beats pushing You remember a time You remember it well It was a fine fine place to live