Lyrics

[Verse]
Alycia's up at dawn, she's got her boots on tight,
Clocking in at the warehouse, under those neon lights.
With a Celsius in hand, she’s feeling pretty spry,
But her boss Chris Swasta makes her wanna cry.

[Chorus]
She’s all hopped up on Celsius, running 'round the floor,
Stacking Pepsi cases, wishing for the door.
If Chris gives her one more task, she’s gonna lose her cool,
But she smiles and thinks, “Man, this guy’s a fool.”

[Verse]
He’s barking orders like he owns the whole damn town,
But Alycia’s energy ain’t gonna let her down.
She’s got that sparkling buzz, a fire in her veins,
Chris Swasta’s nagging, but she’s ignoring the pain.

[Chorus]
She’s all hopped up on Celsius, running 'round the floor,
Stacking Pepsi cases, wishing for the door.
If Chris gives her one more task, she’s gonna lose her cool,
But she smiles and thinks, “Man, this guy’s a fool.”

[Bridge]
She dreams of quitting, tossing cans in his face,
Riding off in the sunset, leaving this place.
But for now, she just grins, sips her fizzy fuel,
Thinking, “Keep on talking, Chris, you’re the real tool.”

[Verse]
The day drags on, but she keeps on her grind,
With every sip of Celsius, she’s leaving Chris behind.
She’s got a plan, oh, she’s counting down the days,
When she’ll say goodbye and be on her way.