Shift work, hard work, tired bar Blue-collar shirt and a baseball cap You knew me
He's hot, sweat drops, 'round the clock Door never locks Noise never stops Not all day Work seven to three Three to eleven Eleven to seven
Shift work, tough work for the 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
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