Karen Wants to Speak to the Manager Lyrics

I came here for fast food

You're making slow cooked Lamb Ragu

Can't you see I got things to do?

I'm not waiting on the likes of you

Tie your hair into a get shit done bun

I want my order on the run

Coz Karen's a busy soccer mum

I don't wait on checkout scum

Karen… Karen…

Wants to speak to the manager

Speak to the manager, Speak to the manager, Speak to the manager

I'd like to speak to the manager please

I'm in Myer buying Coco-Chanel

You're treating me like I'm out on bail

Like I'm a criminal or Cardinal Pell

I'm sure this is how the Chinese Uyghurs felt

Don't you have better things to do?

There's junkies out there breaking rules

I ran the red because I'm running late

For Pilates class that starts at 8

Stop tending to your hipster beard

Start tending to my Hubby's beers

I feel like I been here for years

Better step that shit into 2nd gear

Your incompetence is pushing me to the brink

I ain't no single mum on Centrelink

It's not like I got 8 kids in a Tongan Tarago

Speeding up to get Tight Ass Tuesday Tacos