The Pajama Game(Opening)& Racing With the Clock - Eddie Foy/Jr./Ray Heindorf And His Orchestra
Lyrics by：Jerry Ross/Richard Adler
Composed by：Jerry Ross/Richard Adler
Hines
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 can't waste time
When you're racing with the clock
When you're racing with the clock
And the second hand doesn't understand
That your back may break and your fingers ache
And your constitution isn't made of rock
It's a losing race when you're racing with the
Racing racing racing with the clock
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 even I new ractor
New 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
Tempus fugit Tempus fugit
Waste-waste-waste
Hurry up
Hurry up hurry up
We start
Hurry up
We start
Hurry up
We start
Hurry up
We start
Hurry up
We start
Hurry up
We start
When you're racing with the clock
Hurry up
We start
Hurry up
We start
Can we start
Racing racing racing racing racing racing
Racing racing racing racing racing racing
Racing racing racing racing racing racing
When you're racing with the clock
