Shift work, hard work, tired body
A blue-collar shirt and a baseball cap
Union made
He's hot, sweat drops, 'round the clock
The door never locks, and the noise never stops
Night or day
Workin', seven to three, or 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, or three to eleven, eleven to seven
I'm talkin' 'bout a bunch of shift work
A big ol' pile of shift work
Seven to three, or three to eleven, eleven to seven
Well I worked, shift work
For 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
In this 'round the clock place, I drank my money away
We partied, seven to three, or three to eleven, eleven to seven
I'm talkin' 'bout a bunch of shift work
A big ol' pile of shift work
Seven to three, or three to eleven, eleven to seven
Talkin' 'bout a bunch of shift work
A big ol' pile of shift work
Seven to three, or three to eleven, eleven to seven
Seven to three, or three to eleven, eleven to seven
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