[Verse 1] I won't call this shift a quiet little day Joey's got a carton doing acrobatics again Milk on the ground, eggs in a crack-up parade I grab my broom, but he's already made Another small disaster by the dairy freezer I'm Austin, cleanup crew, moving twice as eager Hey, give me a hand, folks—tell me who can keep pace? Joey leaves a fresh surprise in every place [Chorus] Whoa-oh, hey-ya, whoa-oh, hey! Sweep it, scoop it, mop it away! Whoa-oh, hey-ya, whoa-oh, hey! Joey makes a mess, I chase all day! [Verse 2] Some days something's fermenting in a tub I lift the lid—well, that is quite a smell Tags, tape, cardboard, stickers in his wake I pick them up, then there's more to take He peels one label, drops three scraps behind I turn around and there's a new design My mop's still wet, my broom's still working And Joey's got another carton lurking [Chorus] Whoa-oh, hey-ya, whoa-oh, hey! Sweep it, scoop it, mop it away! Whoa-oh, hey-ya, whoa-oh, hey! Joey makes a mess, I chase all day! [Outro] Austin's still at it, I haven't caught up yet Joey's got a box and a roll of tape, and he's—
