Workin' for Nothin' (live on Metrowave '87 Boston)

I punched out at quarter to three at the track
Up since seven but still pumped up for attack
I've got some conviction, ah, but it's waning now
I think of last night's kicked shin
For some of that reserved energy
This bloody stand pavilion works me up
One more time tonight

We came in to the South Side on the train
We thought we could fool them all with our Spanish talk
We're beady-eyed but pretty
We get pieces of everything but action
All 'cause we're too tired out from working

Working everyday for nothing
Workin', workin' everyday for nothin'
Workin', workin' everyday for nothin'
Workin', workin' everyday – hey!

We came in to Faneuil Hall in the Saab
We thought we could fool them all with our MasterCard
We're beady-eyed but pretty
We get pieces of everything but action
All 'cause we're too tired out from working

Working everyday for nothing
Workin', workin' everyday for nothin'
Workin', workin' everyday for nothin' (hey!)
Workin', workin' everyday

I zipped up at quarter to five at her desk
I'll be spreading the news
She'll be spreading the rest
I might miss the 'Pats game, ah, but I made the pass
Smooth things out over dinner after aerobics class
This double-shot martini works me up
One more time tonight
Why?! Cause we're working

Working everyday for nothing
Workin', workin' everyday for nothin'
Workin', workin' everyday for nothin'
Workin', workin' everyday – hey!

Workin', workin' everyday for nothin'
Workin', workin' everyday for nothin'
Workin', workin' everyday for nothin'
Workin', workin' everyday – hey!