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Letra de Five O'clock World

Up ev'ry morning just to keep a job I gotta fight my way through the hustling mob Sounds of the city pounding in my brain While another day goes down the drainBut 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 Thinking that the world looks fine, yeah, adaleeTrading my time for the pay I get Living on the money that I ain't made yet Gotta keep goin' gotta make my way But 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, adaleeIn the shelter of her arms ev'rything's okay She talks and the world goes slipping away And I know the reason I can still go on When ev'ry other reason is goneIn my five o'clock world, she waits for me Nothing else matters at all 'Cause ev'ry time my baby smiles at me I know that it's all worthwhile, yeah