Shiftwork lyrics
(feat. George Strait)
Shift work, hard work, tired body Blue-collar shirt and a baseball cap Union made He's hot, sweat drops, 'round the clock Door never locks And the noise never stops Not all day Workin' seven to three Three to eleven Eleven to seven Shift work, tough work for the busy convenience store clerk Two feet that hurt, going insane She's mad at some lad Drove off and didn't pay for his gas and he won't be the last 'round the clock pain Workin' seven to three Three to eleven Eleven to seven Talking about a bunch of shift work A big ol' pile of shift work Seven to three Three to eleven Eleven to seven Well I work, shift work, Ten years man, I hated that work Then I made a break with the money I saved It took me to the beach to have a beer by the edge of the sea And this 'round a clock place I drank my money away We partied Seven to three Three to eleven Eleven to seven I'm talkin' about a bunch of shift work A big ol' pile of shift work Seven to three Three to eleven Eleven to seven [instrumental interlude] Talking about a bunch of shift work A big ol' pile of shift work Seven to three Three to eleven Eleven to seven Seven to three Three to eleven Eleven to seven
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