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


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