Five-O-Clock World
FIVE O'CLOCK WORLD ~ 1965 the VOGUES

E D E D repeat
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
But it's a A five o'clock D world when the A whistle D blows
A No one owns a D piece of my A time D
And there's a A five o'clock D me A inside my D clothes
A Thinkin' that the world looks B fine, yeah
E D E D E D E D
Yodel AYY -hee, hee, yeah
Tradin' my time for the pay I get ~ Livin' on money that I ain't made yet
Gotta keep goin', gotta make my way ~ But I live for the end of the day CH
In the shelter of her arms everythings OK ~ She talks and the world goes slippin' away
& I know the reason I can still go on ~ When every other reason is gone CH