Текст (слова) песни: Bowling For Soup - Five O` Clock World (Drew Carey Theme)
Up every mornin` just to keep a job I gotta fight my way through the husslin` 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 Holiday, 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 While 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 Holiday, yeah...
In the shelter of her arms everything`s okay She talks and 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 Nothin` else matters at all `Cause everytime my baby smiles at me I know that it`s all worthwhile, yeah Holiday, yeah... <i>[x3]
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