Songteksten
The pajama game is the game I'm in
And I'm proud to be in the pajama game, I love it
I can hardly wait to wake and get to work at eight
Nothing's quite the same as the pajama game
Hurry up, hurry up
Hurry up (Can't waste time)
Hurry up (Can't waste time)
When you're racing with the clock (Hurry up)
When you're racing with the clock (Hurry up)
And the second hand doesn't understand (Hurry up)
That your back may break and your fingers ache (Hurry up)
And your constitution isn't made of rock (Hurry up)
It's a losing race when you're racing with the (Hurry up)
Racing, racing, racing with the clock (Hurry up)
It's a losing race when you're racing with the
Racing, racing, racing with the clock
When will old man Hasler break down
And come up with our seven-and-a-half cent raise?
I can't even buy me a wreck of a second-hand car
On that salary he pays
What do you think of the new superintendent?
He's cute.
He'll never last.
He's kind of fresh for a new superintendent
I like a man with spunk.
You like a man, period.
All right, girls. Cut out the laughing. Cut out the laughing. Hurry up. Tempus fugit. Tempus fugit.
Waste, waste, waste.
Hurry up, hurry up
Hurry up (Can't waste time)
Hurry up (Can't waste time)
When you're racing with the clock
Hurry up (Can't waste time)
When you're racing with the clock
Hurry up (Can't waste time)
And the second hand doesn't understand
Hurry up (Can't waste time)
That your back may break and your fingers ache
Hurry up (Can't waste time)
And your constitution isn't made of rock
It's a losing race when you're racing with the
Hurry up (Can't waste time)
Racing, racing, racing with the clock
Hurry up (Can't waste time)
Can't waste time
Racing, racing, racing, racing
Racing, racing, racing, racing
Racing, racing, racing, racing
Racing, racing, racing, racing
Racing with the clock
Written by: J. Ross, R. Adler