jazz 5 gto 9 jazz (Remastered)

Tumble out of bed and stumble to the floor, Hair tied, apron on, gotta hit the door. Double shifts are hell, my feet are really sore, But the tips are good, so what's one night more? Working 5 to 9, what a way to make a livin', Barely got the time to take a piss or wash the dishes. Managers are crazy, every night's a mission, But we're like a family, even with the bitchin 5 to 9 for a smile and a thank you, Bus the tables, take the orders, gotta make it snappy too. Sometimes I get cursed at, even called a "wench", But I'll smile and take it, gotta get that lunch bench. (Chorus) Working 5 to 9, what a way to make a livin', Barely got the time to take a piss or wash the dishes. Managers are crazy, every night's a mission, But we're like a family, even with the bitchin. Working 5 to 9, ain't think nothing of it, But every night's a time to say "take this job and shove it". Working 5 to 9, someone gonna try to fuhck me, But I can swear one night, they just might get lucky. After closing time, we all head to the bar, Our own little haven, under every neon star. The drinks are flowing, we forget our woes, Until the sun comes up, and the show must go. (Chorus) Working 5 to 9, what a way to make a livin', Barely got the time to take a piss or wash the dishes. Managers are crazy, every night's a mission, But we're like a family, even with the bitchin 5 to 9 not 9 to 5 we are better workin nights is the life we are better we are right 5 to 9 9 9 9 9 5 to 9 whataway what a way to keep on living 5 to 9 not 9 to 5 we are better workin nights is the life we are better we are right 5 to 9 9 9 9 9 5 to 9 whataway what a way to keep on living