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kennychesney



Shift work, hard work, tired body
In a blue-collar shirt and
a baseball cap union made
he's hot, sweat drops, 'round the clock
door never locks, and noise never stops
not all day
working seven to three
three to eleven
eleven to seven

(Chorus
I'm talkin bout a bunch of shift work
a big ol' pile of shift work
seven to three
three to eleven
eleven to seven

Shift work, tough work for a busy 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
working seven to three
three to eleven
eleven to seven

I'm talkin bout a bunch of shift work
A big ol' pile of shift work
seven to three
three to eleven
eleven to seven

well i worked, shift work
ten years man, I hated that work
then I made a break, with the money I saved
It took me, to the beach, to have a beer by the edge of the sea
In this 'round the clock place
I drank my money away
we partied
seven to three
three to eleven
eleven to seven

I'm talkin bout a bunch of shift work
A big ol' pile of shift work
seven to three
three to eleven
eleven to seven

[instrumental interlude]

Talkin bout a bunch of shift work
A big ol' pile of shift work
seven to three
three to eleven
eleven to seven
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Lyrics submitted by Shelley.
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