Seven on a Monday morning.
And it`s a sunny day.
It`s just too hot to be working
But you`ve got to pay your way.
(Chorus)
So here I am sitting at the bus stop
Wishing I was somewhere else
Where I didn`t have to work my rocks off
Wishing I could please myself.
Ten hours a day I`m grafting
Under the bosses eye,
Earn just enough to keep going,
Making cars I`ll never buy.
(Chorus)
So here I am sitting ...........
Five days a week I`m giving,
My time is clocking on.
Just two days left for living,
Wondering where my life has gone.
(Chorus)
So here I am sitting ...........
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