Kitchen Song

If I had a job, working nine to five
Would you call me up,
around noon time
I get a paychek a week
it might be quite meek
But it'll buy you lunch
Just a bite to eat
At that place on the corner
I don't know the name
But the band and the cooks
will be
So glad we came
And when we're finished
We'll tidy our dishes
and we'll laugh, loud, till we cry
If I had a job, working nine to five
Would you call me up,
around noon time
I get a paychek a week
it might be quite meek
But it'll buy you lunch
Just a bite to eat
At that place on the corner
I don't know the name
But the band and the cooks
will be
So glad we came
And when we're finished
We'll tidy our dishes
and we'll laugh, loud, till we cry
Cause If you were the corner
And I were the street
You'd be my Moon, I'd be your sea.
If I had a job, working nine to five
Would you call me up,
around noon time
I get a paychek a week
it might be quite meek
But it will buy you anything you'll ever need.



Credits
Writer(s): Aaron Robert Tinnin, Lance Jet Cole, Shane William Barker, Daring Jon Danger
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