Early morning
Car keys hanging ‘round my neck
Lunch is packed for later
The FM-dial is set
Illuminated by the red and white dashboard lights
Kiss my babe goodbye
Tell her I’ll be home by 5

I’ll be home by 5
I’ll be home by 5

In the evening
Key still hanging ‘round my neck
It weighs me down along with the stereotypical hat
But no matter 
No matter how far I drive
Oh, baby, I’ll be home by 5

I’ll be home by 5
I’ll be home by 5
I’ll be home by 5
I’ll be home by 5

I’ll be home by 5
I’ll be home by 5
I’ll be home by 5
I’ll be home by 5...