Who's that over there
Looks like he don't care
Almost lost his mind
Too much working overtime

Gotta get out every night
City gates are open wide
Gotta get away from here
Take that car and push that gear

He don't need no one
He's the rising sun
He won't shed no tears
Got no time to break down here

Hey

He's going nowhere fast
Just a piece of dirty trash
All alone, by his self
He don't need nobody else

Walking down the street
So much going on
People everywhere
Look at him but they don't care

See that world out there
Make it go away
You can't change his mind
Too much working overtime

Hey
Overtime
Hey
Overtime
Hey
Overtime
Hey
Overtime
Hey
Overtime
Overtime
Overtime
Overtime

He crossed that picket line
In trouble all the time
Where did it all go wrong
House music all night long

All those girls out there
Looking for the one
Do they really care
Could they just be having fun

He did all he could
Tried to get it right
Somewhere he went wrong
Too much working overtime

Hey
Overtime
Hey
Overtime
Hey
Overtime
Hey
Overtime
Hey
Overtime
Overtime
Overtime
Overtime

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): BERNARD (GB 2) SUMNER, PETER HOOK, PHILIP CUNNINGHAM, STEPHEN PAUL DAVID MORRIS