Well, it's a beautiful day
for a certain arrangement.
There's wheels in the water
and tires on the pavement.
Don't tell me the party's through.
The lights are coming on at two,
most of the time.
And if the bartenders come out to play,
I'm gonna try to keep 'em out of the way.
I'm crossing the line
that leads to a good time.
There's only so many chords
that haven't been played yet.
And the check's in the mail
but we haven't been paid yet.
(Paid yet, paid yet, paid yet)
The chauffeur's picking up our tab,
it's looking like we'll need a cab.
We're counting our dimes
and if the ploy won't come into play,
were gonna save it for a rainy day
when we're blurring the line
between us and the good times.
It's all in a day's work
(All in the way you work with the changes)
(Work with the changes)
It's all in a day's work
(All in the way you take to the strangeness)
Then we'll be back in the morning
and brush off the pay dirt.
Derange it by evening
and call it a day's work.
(Day's work, day's work, day's work)
And every word that we parlay
gets forgotten the next day.
It's better that way.
But if the boys don't come in to play,
you'll have to save them for a rainy day.
When we're writing the lines
and making up good times.
It's all in a day's work
(All in the way you work with the changes)
(work with the changes)
It's all in a day's work
(All in the way you take to the strangeness)
(Take to the strangeness)
It's all in a day's work
(All in the way you work with the changes)
(Work with the changes)
It's all in a day's work
(All in the way you...)
(All in the way you take to the strangeness)
(Take to the strangeness)