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Tumble outta bed and I stumble to the kitchen |
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Pour myself a cup of ambition |
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And yawnin', stretchin', try to come to life |
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Jump in the shower and the blood starts pumpin' |
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Out on the streets, the traffic starts jumpin' |
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With folks like me on the job from 9 to 5 |
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Workin' 9 to 5, what a way to make a livin' |
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Barely gettin' by, it's all takin' and no givin' |
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They just use your mind and they never give you credit |
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It's enough to drive you crazy if you let it |
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9 to 5, for service and devotion |
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You would think that I would deserve a fair promotion |
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Want to move ahead but the boss won't seem to let me |
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I swear sometimes that man is out to get me |
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They let your dream, just watch 'em shatter |
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You're just a step on the boss man's ladder |
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But you got dreams he'll never take away |
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In the same boat with a lot of your friends |
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Waitin' for the day your ship 'll come in |
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And the tide's gonna turn an' it's all gonna roll you away |
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Workin' 9 to 5 what a way to make a livin' |
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Barely gettin' by, it's all takin' and no givin' |
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They just use your mind and you never get the credit |
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It's enough to drive you crazy if you let it |
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9 to 5, yeah, they got you where they want you |
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There's a better life and you think about it, don't you? |
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It's a rich man's game, no matter what they call it |
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And you spend your life putting money in his wallet |
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Workin' 9 to 5, oh what a way to make a livin' |
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Barely gettin' by, it's all takin' and no givin' |
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They just use you mind and they never give you credit |
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It's enough to drive you crazy if you let it |
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9 to 5, yeah, they got you where they want you |
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There's a better life and you think about it, don't you? |
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It's a rich man's game, no matter what they call it |
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And you spend your life putting money in his wallet |