One more shift, one more shift
Sang at resort hotels for six summers and learned exactly what makes a crowd move
the numbers
- bpm
- 136
- key
- F minor
- energy
- 0.70
- dance
- 0.94
- valence
- 0.68
- vocal at
- 2.6s
- length
- 3:32
- language
- Ro
lyrics
At 06:10, I clocked in Blue hairnet, chipped nail, paper-thin The fryer hissed like a mean machine I knew this floor, and it knew me The key ring bit against my thigh Receipt roll spun, then ran bone-dry You said “one more,” I said “all right” Last shift glow in the breakroom light Count the cups, count the change Keep my face and keep my name One more lap through the rusted door Then I won’t badge in anymore One more shift, one more shift One more shift, one more shift One more shift, one more shift I’ll miss it when it’s gone Fifteen minutes, then the close Mop bucket sloshed by the locker rows Cold pizza box on the vending top Sticky floor where the old gum stopped You laughed at me by the sink Said “don’t quit till you take the pink” I packed my pen and my black cap too Every bad day had a crew like you One more shift, one more shift One more shift, one more shift One more shift, one more shift I’ll miss it when it’s gone Back door open, air hit hard Bus lights blinking in the parking yard My name tag off, my hands still stained I hate this place, but it called my name One more shift, one more shift One more shift, one more shift One more shift, one more shift I’ll miss it when it’s gone