Twenty-Four Hours A Day lyrics

by

Prince


(Spoken)
(Hello baby, it's Apu to whom you are speaking
What's that baby?
You are proposing we have a cookout at the beach then get a page
From the kamasutra til the sun rises over the distant sea
Sorry, baby that's impossible
I own a convinience store, and baby you know what's that like.)

Got to sell the roadmaps
Got to move that twelve packs
I'm printing out the tickets for the lottery
Move out all that trail mix
Make room for the beef sticks
Informing all the punks: this is no library, hey!
Yes, we have some string cheese
I'll have to check those IDs
We running out of half and half andsweet and low. Oh!
Would you like some j*rky?
It comes in beef or turkey
You see what I am up to baby, I can't go

I'm working twenty-four hours a day
That don't leave no time left to play
We're open twenty-four hours a day
That don't leave no time left to play
(No, no, no.)
(Hey, if I deserted my post
Who will be refilling the jalepeno peppers?
You? I don't think so.)

I make coffee for the rifraf
Regular and decaff
Eight ounce, twelve ounce, twenty ounce
One for the road, sir?
Heatlamp dogs and Cheetos
Microwave burritos
Obey the printed warning or it's sure to explode
I set out front the magazines
In which the subject matter's clean
Behind the counter, they are dirty variety
It won't help to make a fuss
I do not make change for the bus
To use the restroom you must be an employee!

I'm working twenty-four hours a day
That don't leave no time left to play
We're open twenty-four hours a day
That don't leave no timeleft to play
(No, no, no.)
Twenty-four hours a day
That don't leave no time left to play
(No it dont.)
Twenty-four hours a day
That don't leave no time left to play
(No, no, no. Yes, yes, yes)
I came to this country from a far away subcontinent
With dreams to make a fortune to in the movie industry
But instead I'm making Squishies
In a checker dressed
Oh how I wish the camera on the ceiling
Wasn't just there for security

(Oh, oh, oh
Alright, I feel much better now
I was a little sad there, but I'm very happy again
Oh. Oh, this is good
Yes I like this, This is my favorit part of the song
Yes, my great-grand-pa Rami used to dance to this
He used to work it on out
This is very funky part now.)

I'm working twenty-four hours a day
That don't leave no time left to play
We're open twenty-four hours a day
That don't leave no time left to play
(No, no, no, no, no, no.)
Twenty-four hours a day

(Hello steady customer OK, lets see
That's one package of potency vitamins
Three tins of smokeless tabaco
And one box of honey glazed popcorn clusters
That will be ... nothing because you're carring a gun
Oh, here we go again
Please sir, may I ask if you tie me up
You use the nylon robe
It feels so much softer against my skin than the other time
Yes, you'll find it in the back
Between the video games and the non-dairy creamer
Please, sir. Oh, thank you very much
Ok, have a nice day. Come again
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