[Intro: brassy Bronx-accented female MC, over the bare drum machine] Six floors, forty units, one old boiler and a prayer And a ring of keys that weighs a whole lot more than the landlord cares [Verse 1: brassy Bronx-accented female MC, punchy on the keyboard bassline] Two-B's radiator's bangin' like a drummer with a grudge Four-C's got a ceilin' drippin', and the plaster's turnin' fudge Elevator's stuck on three, the little light is blinkin' red Five-A's boy flushed a dinosaur, and now it's comin' back instead Three A.M., I'm in my slippers with a plunger and a light Forty units, one of me, and every one of 'em is right I don't get a statue, I don't get my name upon a door I get "Hey, the hot water's out," and "Hey, there's water on the floor" And the landlord, Mr. Castellano, comes around on the first Takes the rent, takes the credit, calls me "help," and that's the worst [Hook: brassy Bronx-accented female MC, the drum machine slamming] Call the super, call the super, Four-C's got a leak Call the super, boiler's bangin', it's the third time this week I ain't flyin', I ain't got a cape, I got a ring of keys Call the super, then call me super, and you can say it, "please" [Verse 2: harder] Eleven years, I never took a weekend, not a sick day, not a one Castellano at the tenant meetin' braggin' 'bout the work I done "I replaced the boiler valve," you never touched a valve in life "I rewired the laundry room," you can't even change a light So I booked a little weekend at my cousin's down the shore Taped a note up in the lobby, "Super's off till Monday, four" Packed a bag and dropped the key ring in his hand, I said, "It's you" And he laughed and said, "How hard can it be? It's what you do" [Hook: the drum machine slamming] Call the super, call the super, Four-C's got a leak Call the super, boiler's bangin', it's the third time this week I ain't flyin', I ain't got a cape, I got a ring of keys Call the super, then call me super, and you can say it, "please" [Verse 3: one disaster a line, then one huge orchestra hit on the last word] Friday night the boiler quit, the whole place sleepin' in their coats Saturday the elevator grabbed him, stuck four hours takin' notes Sunday, with a how-to book, he cranked the first valve he could see Now the basement is a swimmin' pool, the cat is on the TV Monday mornin' I come home, and forty units fill the hall With a banner in the lobby, glitter glue across the wall "Don't you ever leave again," and Castellano's soakin' too Hands me back my keys and says it, "Lady, you're super," and it's true [Hook: everything in] Call the super, call the super, Four-C's got a leak Call the super, boiler's bangin', it's the third time this week I ain't flyin', I ain't got a cape, I got a ring of keys Call the super, then call me super, and you can say it, "please" [End]
