[Chorus](x3) Stationary robbery I stole your pen, so you can't even write again Stationary robbery I stole your pen... [Verse 1] I took your HB, 2B and your sharpie Your protractor set, laptop and PC Now you can't write, nor can you type Let's just say your office supplies are really tight You can walk and talk, but you can't use chalk I've even got your blackboard on my jock I co*k back your stapler with my hole punch caper The Grand android; Toy bandit cause I'm their paper clip taker [Chorus](x2) [Verse 2] Finders keepers Three ring binder weepers d**h to your desk, I'm the cubicle reaper No ethernet, no internet, no email, no Actually I saw your modem in an old box at my yard sale Frustration You lack a power point presentation No pointer, no laser, just a pencil with a wore down eraser I own your paper, stapler and your hole punch And while I robbed your office I even stole lunch [Chorus](x3) [Chorus](x4)