[Verse 1]
Punchin' in at ten past noon,
Apron on, I grab a broom.
Ain’t in no rush, I take it slow,
One sweet tea pour, then I go real low.
Clock says work, but I say chill,
Wipin' tables just for the thrill.
Manager thinks I’m earnin’ my keep,
But I’m just coastin’ while countin’ sheep.
[Chorus]
I’m milkin’ the clock at McAlister’s,
Movin’ slow like a herd of heifers.
Draggin’ feet like I’m walkin’ through molasses,
Stackin’ tips and dodgin’ classes.
From cold cuts to that creamy slaw,
I’m slicin’ time like I slice coleslaw.
Milkin’ cows in the evenin’ breeze,
Milkin’ the clock with sandwich ease.
[Verse 2]
Evenin’ hits, I trade the line
For a muddy field and a milkin’ time.
Old Bessie waits with patient eyes,
While I dodge kicks and swattin’ flies.
Teat in hand, I hum a tune,
‘Bout roast beef and a sleepy afternoon.
From cheddar cheese to moo and hay,
I’ve been milkin’ both kinds every day.
[Chorus]
Yeah I’m milkin’ the clock at McAlister’s,
Sneakin’ breaks like a deli whisperer.
Countin’ seconds, not just sales,
Workin’ slow, leavin’ long trails.
Then it’s udder to bucket when I’m home,
In boots and flannel, all alone.
Milkin’ cows in the sunset light,
Milkin’ time from day to night.
[Bridge]
Some folks hustle for a raise,
I pace myself through the haze.
Whether it’s cheddar or Swiss or Holstein,
I’m squeezin’ life from every routine.
[Final Chorus]
Milkin’ the clock at McAlister’s,
Smooth like butter on them toasters.
Clockin’ out and clockin’ in,
To moo and mop and back again.
From cream to tea, I live the dream,
Milkin’ both ends of the stream.
Yup, I’m livin’ large on workin’ slow,
Just milkin’ life everywhere I go.