The Vogues - Five O'Clock World Lyrics
Up every mornin' just to keep a jobI gotta fight my way through the husslin' mobSounds of the city poundin' in my brainWhile another day goes down the drainBut it's a five o'clock world when the whistle blowsNo one owns a piece of my timeAnd there's a five o'clock me inside my clothesThinkin' that the world looks fine, yeahHoliday, yeah...Tradin' my time for the pay I getLivin' on money that I ain't made yetGotta keep goin', gotta make my wayWhile I live for the end of the day'Cause it's a five o'clock world when the whistle blowsNo one owns a piece of my timeAnd there's a long-haired girl who waits, I knowTo ease my troubled mind, yeahHoliday, yeah...In the shelter of her arms everything's okayShe talks and the world goes slippin' awayAnd I know the reason I can still go onWhen every other reason is goneIn my five o'clock world she waits for meNothin' else matters at all'Cause everytime my baby smiles at meI know that it's all worthwhile, yeahHoliday, yeah...(X3)(Fade)
