9 to 5 Songtext
von Fulton Lee

I could count one two three
I don′t wanna work nine to five
I've been waiting for a long time
I′ve been waiting for a long time
To fa-, fa-, fa-, fa- fly
I could count one two three
I don't wanna work all my life
I've been waiting for a long time
I′ve been waiting for a long time
To fa-, fa-, fa-, fa- fly


I just got a something that I keep inside my brain
Because if anybody heard it they would stand up and say
Everybody gotta be something
Everybody gotta make their plans
Do you wanna be way out, way out
Or do you wanna stand up, stand out
Cause the pretty little people they making they beds
Inside the pretty little places where the playing pretend
So just keep that junk out of your mind
Then you gonna be a fa, fa, fie, fa, fa fine

I could count one two three
I don′t wanna work nine to five
I've been waiting for a long time
I′ve been waiting for a long time
To fa-, fa-, fa-, fa- fly

Oh wah wah wah
Why you got your business looking suit on on on
Why you measure business with a ruler ah ah
Why
Boom I wanna eat all your bagels
That are freely placed on your table
But they got one rule, you only take one or they gon' need all your pesos
Oh ma ma my said a why you gotta make up all your rules oh ma my
Said well you got all your reasons
I′mma keep on livin the life I'm livin and I think I′m gonna be a fa, fa, fie, fa, fa, fine


I could count one two three
I don't wanna work nine to five
I've been waiting for a long time
I′ve been waiting for a long time
To fa-, fa-, fa-, fa- fly