Five O'Clock World

Up every mornin' just to keep my 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 (yeah, yeah) 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 (SCAT: oh-de-lay-ee-ee, etc ) There ain't enough time for the pay I get I'm livin' on money that I ain't earned yet I've been goin' tryin' just to make my way But I live for the end of the day (yeah, yeah) Cuz 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 (SCAT: oh-de-lay-ee-ee, etc ) In the shelter of her arms everything's OK When she talks and the world goes slippin' away When I need a reason I can still go on When every other reason is gone, (yeah, yeah) In my five o'clock world she waits for me Nothing else matters at all Cuz every time my baby smiles at me I know that's it's all worthwhile, yeah (SCAT: oh-de-lay-ee-ee, etc ) to end