Lyrics

The eight-fifteen is the worker's train The eight-fifteen, and I'm off again The eight-fifteen is an awful pain; Wish I didn't have to travel on the eight-fifteen! The eight-fifteen going off uptown The eight-fifteen sort of brings me down The eight-fifteen always makes me frown Got to get up early for the daily eight-fifteen I'm happy on Sunday 'Cause I can stay in bed till ten; When I think of Monday I suffer 'cause I know that's when I get: The eight-fifteen through the tunnel way The eight-fifteen, think I'll quit today The same routine, but I need the pay Better hurry, can't afford to miss the eight-fifteen!