Lyrics Five O'Clock Somewhere
Lyrics Five O'clock Somewhere. It's always on five in margaritaville, come to think of it. Oh, this lunch break is gonna take all afternoon, and half the night.
What time zone am on? This lunch break is gonna take all afternoon, half the night. Slash hadn't often written lyrics till the slash's snakepit album, it's five o'clock somewhere.
Tomorrow Mornin', I Know There'll Be Hell To Pay, Hey, But That's All Right.
He says that he wrote mr. I ain't had a day off. It's five o'clock somewhere well this lunch break is gonna take all afternoon and half the night tomorrow morning i know there'll be hell to pay, hey, but that's all right i ain't had a day off now.
I Ain't Had A Day Off.
Tomorrow mornin', i know there'll be hell to pay, hey, but that's all right. Tomorrow morning i know there'll be hell to pay, but, hey, that's all right. (funny you should ask, alan) [chorus] d g i'd say pour me something tall and strong a d make it a hurricane before i go insane d g a it's only half past 12 but i don't care d.
Yes Sir I Seen Your Boat There I've Been To.
D a bm a the work. It doesn't matter, it's five o'clock somewhere it's always on 5 in margarittaville come to think of it i heard that you've been to there haven't ya? It's 5 o'clock somewhere this lunch break is gonna take all afternoonhalf the night tomorrow morning i know they'll be hell to pay hey, but that's alright i ain't had a day off now in over a.
That Sun Is Hot And That Old Clock Is Moving Slow / And So Am I / The Workday Passes Like Molasses In Wintertime / But It's July / I'm Getting Paid By The Hour.
It's always on five in margaritaville, come to think of it. Slash hadn't often written lyrics till the slash's snakepit album, it's five o'clock somewhere. Oh, this lunch break is gonna take all afternoon, and half the night.
What Country Am I In?
The sun is hot and that ol' clock is movin' slow and so am i workday passes like molasses in wintertime but it's july gettin' paid by the hour, older by the minute my boss just pushed me. Bm bm7/a g a d i could. The sun is hot and that old clock is movin' slow an' so am i work day passes like molasses in wintertime but it's july i'm gettin' paid by the hour, an' older by the minute my boss just pushed.
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