It's almost eight, I jump into the shower
Silk stockings, tight skirt
What makeup shall I use?
Seven perfumes, nails painted
Something that I can conquer
A bit of cleavage, something that he notices
More daring, less princess
Being elegant, I'll please
More determined, less discreet
Irresistible, more than yesterday
I go all out
I must find an elixir
Dear boss, you've achieved it
I don't know if I can take any more
Notice, notice your secretary
Oh, sir, what pain, poor secretary
Ask her to copy 'I love you' a hundred thousand times
Notice, notice your secretary
Oh, sir, what pain, poor secretary
I think she's about to go crazy
The door opens, I'm open-mouthed
I feel faint, a certain something
'Come to the office,' in a macho tone
I arm myself with pencil and paper
For a note, for a date
For a compliment, what must I do?
Flannel skin, cinnamon eyes
That marvelous smile of an irresistible seducer
And that executive appeal
Has torn my heart in two
I fall into your arms, give me a hug
Because there's no better antidote
Call me 'slave', call me 'babe'
And don't ignore me, please
Notice, notice your secretary
Oh, sir, what pain, poor secretary
Ask her to copy 'I love you' a hundred thousand times
Notice, notice your secretary
Oh, sir, what pain, poor secretary
I think she's about to go crazy
Notice, notice your secretary
Oh, sir, what pain, poor secretary
Ask her to copy 'I love you' a hundred thousand times
Notice, notice your secretary
Oh, sir, what pain, poor secretary
I think she's about to go crazy
Notice, notice your secretary
Oh, sir, what pain, poor secretary
Ask her to copy 'I love you' a hundred thousand times
Notice, notice your secretary
Oh, sir, what pain, poor secretary
I think she's about to go crazy