Lyrics

[Verse]
Well, Dalton got the job, he's the certifier king,
Down at the Pepsi warehouse, he's running everything.
On the dock with his clipboard, he's got a sharp eye,
Counting cases of cola, letting standards fly high.

[Chorus]
Certified certifier, that's what they call him now,
Loading up them trucks, don't ask him how.
Auditing the pallets, keeping it all on track,
Dalton's on the dock, not giving a single smack.

[Verse 2]
He’s got steel-toed boots and a high-vis vest,
Sippin' on a soda, he’s doing his best.
Stacking 'em up, making sure it’s legit,
But when the shift gets long, he don’t give a lick.

[Chorus]
Certified certifier, that's what they call him now,
Loading up them trucks, don’t ask him how.
Auditing the pallets, keeping it all on track,
Dalton's on the dock, not giving a single smack.

[Bridge]
Boss man walks in, tries to make him sweat,
But Dalton just laughs, says, "Ain’t worried yet."
He’s got his paperwork and his barcode gun,
Making it look easy, like it’s all just fun.

[Verse 3]
Late nights on the dock, with the moon shining bright,
Dalton’s got the Pepsi world running just right.
He’s the certifier now, with a wink and a grin,
Pepsi trucks roll out, and Dalton’s clocking in.