5 o'clock World

Up every morning just to keep a job I gotta fight my way through the hustling mob Sounds of the city poundin’ in my brain While another day goes down the drain Yeah, yeah, yeah

But it’s a five o’clock world when the whistle blows No one owns a piece of my time And there’s a five o’clock me inside my clothes Thinkin’ that the world looks fine, yeah Oh my lady, yeah

Trading my time for the pay I get Livin’ on money that I ain’t made yet I’ve been goin’, tryin’ to make my way But I live for the end of the day Yeah, yeah, yeah

‘Cause it’s a five o’clock world when the whistle blows No one owns a piece of my time And there’s a long-haired girl who waits, I know To ease my troubled mind, yeah Oh my lady, yeah

In the shelter of her arms everything’s okay When she talks, then the world goes slippin’ away And I know the reason I can still go on When every other reason is gone Yeah, yeah, yeah

In my five o’clock world, she waits for me Nothing else matters at all ‘Cause every time my baby smiles at me I know that it’s all worthwhile, yeah Oh my lady, yeah.

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