Eight O'Clock
Eight O'Clock on the dot
Outta bed, there's nothing to be said
Just another day's work
With the money running through my head
I'm with you and you with me
Working forty hours like a weather TV
Casio's telling me the time
Ring, ring, get up I'm a gonna leave it there at nine so
When do we all go home
I've been here nine to ten
I'm feeling alone
Ride another, pay another day
I kinda want to know
So I'll pick up on the sound of a brand new telephone
On a real, wanna feel like I'm driving home
With a golden steering wheel
On a real, wanna feel like I live my life
With hundred dollar bills
Ain't nobody gonna tell me how to work
I'm gonna be alright
Like a Samurai, tired over night
I'm never going out and over time
I'm with you and you with me
Working forty days like a weather TV
Casio's telling me the time
Ring, ring, get up I'm a gonna leave it there at nine so
When do we all go home
I've been here nine to ten
I'm feeling alone
Ride another, pay another day
I kinda want to know
So I'll pick up on the sound of a brand new telephone
On a real, wanna feel like I'm driving home
With a golden steering wheel
On a real, wanna feel like I live my life
With hundred dollar bills
On a real, wanna feel like I'm driving home
With a golden steering wheel
On a real, wanna feel like I live my life
With hundred dollar bills
Outta bed, there's nothing to be said
Just another day's work
With the money running through my head
I'm with you and you with me
Working forty hours like a weather TV
Casio's telling me the time
Ring, ring, get up I'm a gonna leave it there at nine so
When do we all go home
I've been here nine to ten
I'm feeling alone
Ride another, pay another day
I kinda want to know
So I'll pick up on the sound of a brand new telephone
On a real, wanna feel like I'm driving home
With a golden steering wheel
On a real, wanna feel like I live my life
With hundred dollar bills
Ain't nobody gonna tell me how to work
I'm gonna be alright
Like a Samurai, tired over night
I'm never going out and over time
I'm with you and you with me
Working forty days like a weather TV
Casio's telling me the time
Ring, ring, get up I'm a gonna leave it there at nine so
When do we all go home
I've been here nine to ten
I'm feeling alone
Ride another, pay another day
I kinda want to know
So I'll pick up on the sound of a brand new telephone
On a real, wanna feel like I'm driving home
With a golden steering wheel
On a real, wanna feel like I live my life
With hundred dollar bills
On a real, wanna feel like I'm driving home
With a golden steering wheel
On a real, wanna feel like I live my life
With hundred dollar bills
Credits
Writer(s): Henry Dukes
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