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