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 yeah
Oh my lady yeah
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 I know
To ease
my troubled mind yeah
Oh my lady yeah
In the shelter
of her arms
everything's okay
When she talks
then the world
goes slippin' away
And I know the reason
I can still go on
When every other reason
is gone
In my five o'clock world
she waits for me
Nothing else
matters at all
'Cause every time
my baby smiles at me
I know that's
it's all worthwhile yeah
Oh my lady yeah
Oh my lady yeah