Fifth Harmony “Work from Home”
Fifth Harmony “Work from Home”
Good morning and Happy Labor Day! In honor of labor, Calamity News and Politics Jukebox Choice of the Day is all about work. “Work from Home” was recorded by the American girl group Fifth Harmony. The song was released in the spring of 2016. If nothing else the buff bodies on that work site should keep your eyes glued to the screen. Happy listening, and watching. Enjoy, your Labor Day holiday, you’ve earned it. You can also check out the lyrics below.
Work from Home
I ain’t worried ’bout nothin’
I ain’t wearin’ na-nada
I’m sittin’ pretty, impatient
But I know you gotta
I’m sittin’ pretty, impatient
But I know you gotta
Put in them hours
I’ma make it harder
I’m sendin’ pic’ after picture
I’ma get you fired
I’ma make it harder
I’m sendin’ pic’ after picture
I’ma get you fired
I know you’re always on that night shift
But I can’t stand these nights alone
And I don’t need no explanation
‘Cause, baby, you’re the boss at home
But I can’t stand these nights alone
And I don’t need no explanation
‘Cause, baby, you’re the boss at home
You don’t gotta go to work
Work, work, work, work, work, work
But you gotta put in work
Work, work, work, work, work, work
You don’t gotta go to work
Work, work, work, work, work, work
Let my body do the work
Work, work, work, work, work, work
Work, work, work, work, work, work
But you gotta put in work
Work, work, work, work, work, work
You don’t gotta go to work
Work, work, work, work, work, work
Let my body do the work
Work, work, work, work, work, work
We can work from home, oh-oh, oh-oh
We can work from home, oh-oh, oh-oh
We can work from home, oh-oh, oh-oh
Let’s put it into motion
I’m ‘a give you a promotion
I’ll make it feel like a vacay
Turn the bed into an ocean
I’m ‘a give you a promotion
I’ll make it feel like a vacay
Turn the bed into an ocean
We don’t need nobody
I just need your body
Nothin’ but sheets in between us
Ain’t no gettin’ off early
I just need your body
Nothin’ but sheets in between us
Ain’t no gettin’ off early
I know you’re always on that night shift
But I can’t stand these nights alone (oh)
And I don’t need no explanation
‘Cause, baby, you’re the boss at home (yeah, yeah)
But I can’t stand these nights alone (oh)
And I don’t need no explanation
‘Cause, baby, you’re the boss at home (yeah, yeah)
You don’t gotta go to work
Work, work, work, work, work, work
But you gotta put in work
Work, work, work, work, work, work
You don’t gotta go to work
Work, work, work, work, work, work
Let my body do the work
Work, work, work, work, work, work
Work, work, work, work, work, work
But you gotta put in work
Work, work, work, work, work, work
You don’t gotta go to work
Work, work, work, work, work, work
Let my body do the work
Work, work, work, work, work, work
We can work from home, oh-oh, oh-oh
We can work from home, oh-oh, oh-oh
We can work from home, oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh, yeah, girl go to work for me (work for me)
Can you make it clap, no hands for me? (ooh, yeah)
Take it to the ground, pick it up for me (uh, ayy)
Look back at it all over me (oh, yeah)
Put in work like my timesheet (oh)
She ride it like a ’63 (oh-whoa)
I’ma buy her new Céline (oh)
Let her ride in a foreign with me
Oh, she the bae, I’m her boo
And she down to break the rules
Ride or die, she gon’ go
I’m gon’ juug, she finessin’
I pipe her, she take that
Put in overtime on your body
Can you make it clap, no hands for me? (ooh, yeah)
Take it to the ground, pick it up for me (uh, ayy)
Look back at it all over me (oh, yeah)
Put in work like my timesheet (oh)
She ride it like a ’63 (oh-whoa)
I’ma buy her new Céline (oh)
Let her ride in a foreign with me
Oh, she the bae, I’m her boo
And she down to break the rules
Ride or die, she gon’ go
I’m gon’ juug, she finessin’
I pipe her, she take that
Put in overtime on your body
You ain’t gotta go to work, no
Work, work, work, work, work, work
But you gotta put in work (oh)
Work, work, work, work, work, work (ooh, yeah)
You don’t gotta go to work
Work, work, work, work, work, work
Let my body do the work (do work)
Work, work, work, work, work, work (do work, yeah, yeah)
Work, work, work, work, work, work
But you gotta put in work (oh)
Work, work, work, work, work, work (ooh, yeah)
You don’t gotta go to work
Work, work, work, work, work, work
Let my body do the work (do work)
Work, work, work, work, work, work (do work, yeah, yeah)
We can work from home, oh-oh, oh-oh
We can work from home, oh-oh, oh-oh
Yeah, we can work from home, oh-oh, oh-oh
Yeah, we can work from home, oh-oh, oh-oh, yeah
We can work from home, oh-oh, oh-oh
Yeah, we can work from home, oh-oh, oh-oh
Yeah, we can work from home, oh-oh, oh-oh, yeah
Source: Musixmatch
Songwriters: Daniel Bedingfield / Brian Lee / Alexander Izquierdo / Joshua Emanuel Coleman / Dallas James Koehlke / Jude Demorest / Tyrone William Jr Griffin / Tyrone “ty Dolla Sign” William Jr Griffin
Work from Home lyrics © Warner-tamerlane Publishing Corp., Emi Blackwood Music Inc., Fox Film Music Corp., Aix Publishing, Its Drugs Publishing, Songs From The Dong, Art Is The Sound That Seals Make Publish, Songs Of Universal Inc., Reservoir Reverb Music Ltd, Reservoir/reverb Music Ltd
