The Mixer Lyrics - Fall

The mixer is close to me 

He turns his head and smiles at me 

And I am glad, he earns my salary 

The mixer in Espanol restaurants 

People and staff, they clap 

The mixer sweats 

In comic type of letters 

The voices are saying, clap, clap 

The mixer sweats, mixer sweats 

The mixer of Jamaican origin 

Born, raised in the US 

Observes the Victorian prayer 

Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap 

The BLBDS is over easy on the compress 

And the mixer sweats 

The mixer is close to me 

He turns his head 

And smiles at me, mixer sweats