El Fish

Six o'clock in the mornin'and he's already woken up
Preparin' his lunch and gettin' ready,
to go down to do his job
He always makes his own coffee
and he butters his own bread
Then cleans up and leaves quietly,
'cause his wife is still in bed
WORKIN' AS A COPYDOG
WORKIN' AT THE XEROXMACHINE
FROM SEVEN TO FIVE, WHAT A LIFE
WORKIN' AT THE XEROXMACHINE
Addicted to the toner,
flashlights in his face
Feedin' paper to his babies,
wow the man, he loves this place
For fifteen years, day in day out,
he's been workin' like a slave
But he don't mind, no he don't mind
he wants his ill wife to be saved
WORKIN' AS A COPYDOG
WORKIN' AT THE XEROXMACHINE
FROM SEVEN TO FIVE, WHAT A LIFE

WORKIN' AS A COPYDOG
WORKIN' AT THE XEROXMACHINE
FROM SEVEN TO FIVE, WHAT A LIFE
WORKIN' AT THE XEROXMACHINE
The day that he retired,
man did that man feel bad
Sittin' home alone and with his wife,
the poor guy is goin' mad
Not even six weeks later,
man walks up to his boss
Says hey, you needn't pay so much,
but can I get my old job back
WORKIN' AS A COPYDOG
WORKIN' AT THE XEROXMACHINE
FROM SEVEN TO FIVE, WHAT A LIFE
WORKIN' AT THE XEROXMACHINE
WORKIN' AS A COPYDOG
WORKIN' AT THE XEROXMACHINE
FROM SEVEN TO FIVE, WHAT A LIFE
WORKIN' AT THE XEROXMACHINE
WORKIN' AS A COPYDOG
WORKIN' AT THE XEROXMACHINE
FROM SEVEN TO FIVE, WHAT A LIFE
WORKIN' AT THE XEROXMACHINE