(Lyrics by Dolly Parton)
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Jump on outta bed and I stumble to the kitchen
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Pour myself a cup of ambition
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And yawn and stretch and try to come to life
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Jump in the shower and the blood starts pumpin'
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Out on the street the traffic starts jumpin'
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With folks like me on the job from 9 to 5
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Workin' 9 to 5, what a way to make a livin'
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Barely gettin' by, it's all takin' and no givin'
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They just use your mind and they never give you credit
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It's enough to drive you crazy if you let it
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They let you dream just to watch 'em shatter
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You're just a step on the boss-man's ladder
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But you got dreams he'll never take away
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You're in the same boat with a lotta your friends
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Waitin' for the day your ship'll come in
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'n' the tide's gonna turn and it's all gonna roll your way
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Workin' 9 to 5, what a way to make a livin'
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Barely gettin' by, it's all takin' and no givin'
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They just used your mind and you never get the credit
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It's enough to drive you crazy if you let it
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Workin' 9 to 5, yeah they got you where they want you
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There's a better life, and you dream about it, don't you?
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It's a rich man's game no matter what they call it
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And you spend your life puttin' money in his pocket
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9 To 5
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| Millencolin |
