| Song | Don't Push Send |
| Artist | Carrie Newcomer |
| Album | The Geography Of Light |
| This is a story, a very sad tale | |
| Of intrigue, romance and electronic mail | |
| A dangerous form of information | |
| And the perils of instant gratification | |
| How many times did | |
| I hit my Mac | |
| Want to crawl inside and take the whole thing back | |
| But it's no use say it again and again | |
| Don't push send | |
| Carol wrote about the job's frustrations | |
| What drove her crazy with aggravation | |
| A list of every person's faults | |
| With precise and pithy, wry insults | |
| She sent it off to her best friend | |
| But saw with horror as she pushed send | |
| She hit the keys and began to roarshe'd copied the entire office floor | |
| So don't push send | |
| Don’t push send | |
| There things that you can never quite amend | |
| I tell myself again and again | |
| Don't push send | |
| Katherine wrote a note to her husband | |
| BenUsing their pet names and vowing devotion | |
| She said meet me at home in a little while | |
| I'll be there waiting, wearing nothing but a smile | |
| But she got her answer from his great granddad | |
| Lee saying"I don't think that this was meant for meIt was nice, but I think it was for my grandson, it's beenyears since anybody called me sugar buns”Don't push sendDon’t push sendThere things that you can never quite amendI tell myself again and againDon't push sendThe day was tough, the week had really been somethingJane got a letter that pushed her buttonsShe shot back as if her words were gunsCapitalizing every single oneWell she should have waited, she should knowE-mail doesn't mix with merlotShe had to write back as you could guessPlead e-mail recklessness and PMSWell don't push sendDon’t push sendThere things that you can never quite amendI tell myself again and againDon't push sendJust stop and think when I'm on the brinkWalk away from my computerCause you can guess how we'll regretAnd feel like such a loserAfter opposing counsel had acted like jerksJoe got a letter from his partner at workHe meant to make changes, cut and pasteBut sent it off in his efficient hasteWell he tried to delete, he tried to get back the noteBut the letter had flown and that was all she wroteThe message was polite with professional classBut the subject line still said "what an ass"Well don't push sendDon’t push sendThere things that you can never quite amendI tell myself again and againDon't push sendDon't push sendDon't push send |
| This is a story, a very sad tale | |
| Of intrigue, romance and electronic mail | |
| A dangerous form of information | |
| And the perils of instant gratification | |
| How many times did | |
| I hit my Mac | |
| Want to crawl inside and take the whole thing back | |
| But it' s no use say it again and again | |
| Don' t push send | |
| Carol wrote about the job' s frustrations | |
| What drove her crazy with aggravation | |
| A list of every person' s faults | |
| With precise and pithy, wry insults | |
| She sent it off to her best friend | |
| But saw with horror as she pushed send | |
| She hit the keys and began to roarshe' d copied the entire office floor | |
| So don' t push send | |
| Don' t push send | |
| There things that you can never quite amend | |
| I tell myself again and again | |
| Don' t push send | |
| Katherine wrote a note to her husband | |
| BenUsing their pet names and vowing devotion | |
| She said meet me at home in a little while | |
| I' ll be there waiting, wearing nothing but a smile | |
| But she got her answer from his great granddad | |
| Lee saying" I don' t think that this was meant for meIt was nice, but I think it was for my grandson, it' s beenyears since anybody called me sugar buns" Don' t push sendDon' t push sendThere things that you can never quite amendI tell myself again and againDon' t push sendThe day was tough, the week had really been somethingJane got a letter that pushed her buttonsShe shot back as if her words were gunsCapitalizing every single oneWell she should have waited, she should knowEmail doesn' t mix with merlotShe had to write back as you could guessPlead email recklessness and PMSWell don' t push sendDon' t push sendThere things that you can never quite amendI tell myself again and againDon' t push sendJust stop and think when I' m on the brinkWalk away from my computerCause you can guess how we' ll regretAnd feel like such a loserAfter opposing counsel had acted like jerksJoe got a letter from his partner at workHe meant to make changes, cut and pasteBut sent it off in his efficient hasteWell he tried to delete, he tried to get back the noteBut the letter had flown and that was all she wroteThe message was polite with professional classBut the subject line still said " what an ass" Well don' t push sendDon' t push sendThere things that you can never quite amendI tell myself again and againDon' t push sendDon' t push sendDon' t push send |