five o'clock world
Singer:vogues, the
up every morning just to keep a job
i gotta fight my way through the hustling mob
sounds of the city poundin' in my brain
while another day goes down the drain
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
tradin' my time for the pay i get
livin' on money that i ain't made yet
i've been goin' tryin' to make my way
but i live for the end of the day
'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
in the shelter of her arms everything's ok
then the world goes slippin' away
and i know the reason i can still go on
when every other reason is gone
nothing else matters at all
'cause every time my baby smiles at me
i know that's it's all worthwhile