Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Vogues
The Vogues
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Allen Reynolds
Allen Reynolds
Composer

Lyrics

Hey, hey Up every morning just to keep a job I gotta fight my way through the hustlin' 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 Yodel-ay-hee-hee-hee, yeah (hey, hey, hey, hey) Trading my time for the pay I get Livin' on money that I ain't made yet (yeah) Gotta keep goin', gotta 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 Yodel-ay-hee-hee-hee, yeah (hey, hey, hey, hey) In the shelter of her arms, everything's okay (yeah, yeah) She talks and the world goes slipping away (it slips 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 Yodel-ay-hee-hee-hee, yeah (hey, hey, hey, hey) Yodel-ay-hee-hee-hee, yeah (hey, hey, hey, hey)
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