Kenny Chesney
Kenny Chesney - Shiftwork (feat. George Strait) lyrics
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Shift work, hard work, tired body In 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 Not all day Working seven to three 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 Working seven to three Three to eleven Eleven to seven I'm talking about a bunch of shiftwork A big ol' pile of shiftwork Seven to three Three to eleven Eleven to seven Well, I worked, shiftwork, 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 And this 'round a clock place I drank my money away We partied Seven to three Three to eleven Eleven to seven I`m talking 'bout a bunch of shiftwork A big ol' pile of shiftwork Seven to three Three to eleven Eleven to seven Talking 'bout a bunch of shiftwork A big ol' pile of shiftwork Seven to three Three to eleven Eleven to seven Seven to three Three to eleven Eleven to seven