| I’ll have to work another night shift
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| I won’t be coming home tonight
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| You don’t have to worry where the time slips
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| Only by the night I come to life
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| Working weekends and the weekday
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| Working in the darkest of the hours
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| I’ll take the bus, I’ll take the subway
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| Whatever gets me to my destination
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| Fast falls the eventide, it’s Friday night
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| And I’ve only got to work until the day
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| I’ve got a message to send back home
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| Saying that I’ll be working in the nighttime, hey
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| I’ll have to work another night shift
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| No chance of coming home at all
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| 3 o’clock has always been a sweet spot
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| That’s what they call the witching hour
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| Fast falls the eventide, it’s Friday night
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| And I’ve only got to work until the day
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| I’ve got a message to send back home
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| Saying, Mama, I just had to be away
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| Fast falls the eventide, it’s Friday night
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| And I’ve only got to work until the day
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| I’ve got a message to send back home
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| Saying, Mama, sorry I had to leave
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| Mama, sorry I had to leave
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| So babygirl, I got to leave
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| Mek sure go straight to your bed nuh badda wait up fi me
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| Not getting a break until 'bout quarter to 3
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| Before me reach home is the sun you gwain see
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| So tonight, you gonna sleep alone
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| Cause if you’re lookin' for me in the middle ah night I won’t be home
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| Don’t badda send no text, don’t try fi call me pon di phone
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| Working late inna di office mi nuh deh out a street a roam, LORD!
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| Fast falls the eventide, it’s Friday night
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| And I’ve only got to work until the day
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| I’ve got a message to send back home
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| Saying, Mama, I just had to be away
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| Fast falls the eventide, it’s Friday night
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| And I’ve only got to work until the day
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| I’ve got a message to send back home
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| Saying, Mama, sorry I had to leave
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| Mama, sorry I had to leave… |