I’m a Telling You The Impressions

I'm a tellin' you whoa, I'm a tellin' you
I'm a tellin' you whoa, I'm a tellin' you

Well I got up, hmm
I go to work
I try real hard to do my job
But before the day is gone
I find out I done something wrong, yeah

I'm a tellin' you whoa, I'm a tellin'
I'm a tellin' you whoa, I'm a tellin' you
Days are gettin' longer, rounda my
Nights are getting shorter, rounda my
Way gets darker, rounda my
Work gets harder now

When I get home the wife is mad
Lil' girl she's feelin' bad
Lil' junior he's got the blues
He needs a pair of baseball shoes

And I'm a tellin' you whoa, I'm a tellin'
I'm a tellin' you whoa, I'm a tellin' you
Days are gettin' longer, rounda my
Nights are getting shorter, rounda my
Way gets darker, rounda my
Work gets harder now