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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeShiftwork
Shift work, hard work, tired barBlue-collar shirt and a baseball capYou knew meHe's hot, sweat drops, 'round the clockDoor never locksNoise never stopsNot all dayWork seven to threeThree to elevenEleven to sevenShift work, tough work for the convenience store clerkTwo feet that hurt, going insaneShe's mad at some ladDrove off and didn't pay for his gas and he won't be the last'round the clock painWork seven to threeThree to elevenEleven to sevenTalking about a bunch of shift workA big ol' pile of shift workWork seven to threeThree to elevenEleven to sevenWell i work, shift work,Ten years man, i hated that workI made a break with the money i madeIt took me to the beach to have a beer by the edge of the seaAnd this 'round a clock placeI drank my money awayWe partiedWork seven to threeThree to elevenEleven to sevenTalking about a bunch of shift workA big ol' pile of shift workWork seven to threeThree to elevenEleven to seven[instrumental interlude]Talking about a bunch of shift workA big ol' pile of shift workWork seven to threeThree to elevenEleven to sevenWork seven to threeThree to elevenEleven to seven
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