Workin' after hours
To buy myself some fuel
I wish the summer sun and rooftops
Didn't have to be so cruel
Makin' calloused hands and wages
And some tips from a barstool
There's a spot down off East Clayton
Where they'll let me sing my blues
I'm runnin' on fumes now
Can't give out
There's some good ol' boys
Who worked the same hard week
Ain't no doubt
Feel the same worn down
But they came to help me sing
I'll scream loud
We'll throw it down
Til closing time beats me
Then we're heading on to find ourselves some sleep
When that rooster crows
You can find us on our feet
And we'll wake up, rinse, and repeat
I'm sorry I don't say too much
Some people think i'm rude
It's hard bein' a dreamer
In a bar when it's past two
To that good ol' boy that caught me
On that night that I let loose
A long week got the best of me
So I couldn't let you too
I'm runnin' on fumes now
Can't give out
There's some good ol' boys
Who worked the same hard week
Ain't no doubt
Feel the same worn down
But they came to help me sing
I'll scream loud
We'll throw it down
Til closing time beats me
Then we're heading on to find ourselves some sleep
When that rooster crows
You can find us on our feet
And we'll wake up, rinse, and repeat
I wanna' go home
Won't you take me home
Cause I'm runnin' on fumes now
Can't give out
There's some good ol' boys
Who worked the same hard week
Ain't no doubt
Feel the same worn down
But they came to help me sing
I'll scream loud
We'll throw it down
Til closing time beats me
Then we're heading on to find ourselves some sleep
When that rooster crows
You can find us on our feet
And we'll wake up, rinse, and repeat
Eli Cain - Wake Up, Rinse, and Repeat Lyrics
Eli Cain - Wake Up, Rinse, and Repeat Lyrics
Official
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
English
Workin' after hours
To buy myself some fuel
I wish the summer sun and rooftops
Didn't have to be so cruel
Makin' calloused hands and wages
And some tips from a barstool
There's a spot down off East Clayton
Where they'll let me sing my blues
I'm runnin' on fumes now
Can't give out
There's some good ol' boys
Who worked the same hard week
Ain't no doubt
Feel the same worn down
But they came to help me sing
I'll scream loud
We'll throw it down
Til closing time beats me
Then we're heading on to find ourselves some sleep
When that rooster crows
You can find us on our feet
And we'll wake up, rinse, and repeat
I'm sorry I don't say too much
Some people think i'm rude
It's hard bein' a dreamer
In a bar when it's past two
To that good ol' boy that caught me
On that night that I let loose
A long week got the best of me
So I couldn't let you too
I'm runnin' on fumes now
Can't give out
There's some good ol' boys
Who worked the same hard week
Ain't no doubt
Feel the same worn down
But they came to help me sing
I'll scream loud
We'll throw it down
Til closing time beats me
Then we're heading on to find ourselves some sleep
When that rooster crows
You can find us on our feet
And we'll wake up, rinse, and repeat
I wanna' go home
Won't you take me home
Cause I'm runnin' on fumes now
Can't give out
There's some good ol' boys
Who worked the same hard week
Ain't no doubt
Feel the same worn down
But they came to help me sing
I'll scream loud
We'll throw it down
Til closing time beats me
Then we're heading on to find ourselves some sleep
When that rooster crows
You can find us on our feet
And we'll wake up, rinse, and repeat
To buy myself some fuel
I wish the summer sun and rooftops
Didn't have to be so cruel
Makin' calloused hands and wages
And some tips from a barstool
There's a spot down off East Clayton
Where they'll let me sing my blues
I'm runnin' on fumes now
Can't give out
There's some good ol' boys
Who worked the same hard week
Ain't no doubt
Feel the same worn down
But they came to help me sing
I'll scream loud
We'll throw it down
Til closing time beats me
Then we're heading on to find ourselves some sleep
When that rooster crows
You can find us on our feet
And we'll wake up, rinse, and repeat
I'm sorry I don't say too much
Some people think i'm rude
It's hard bein' a dreamer
In a bar when it's past two
To that good ol' boy that caught me
On that night that I let loose
A long week got the best of me
So I couldn't let you too
I'm runnin' on fumes now
Can't give out
There's some good ol' boys
Who worked the same hard week
Ain't no doubt
Feel the same worn down
But they came to help me sing
I'll scream loud
We'll throw it down
Til closing time beats me
Then we're heading on to find ourselves some sleep
When that rooster crows
You can find us on our feet
And we'll wake up, rinse, and repeat
I wanna' go home
Won't you take me home
Cause I'm runnin' on fumes now
Can't give out
There's some good ol' boys
Who worked the same hard week
Ain't no doubt
Feel the same worn down
But they came to help me sing
I'll scream loud
We'll throw it down
Til closing time beats me
Then we're heading on to find ourselves some sleep
When that rooster crows
You can find us on our feet
And we'll wake up, rinse, and repeat
Writer: Elijah Cain
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid