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, 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't even buy me a wreck of a second hand car
On that salary he pays

What do you think of the new superintendent

(spoken) He's cute.
(spoken)He'll never last. Ha!
He's kind of fresh for a new superintendent.
(spoken)I like a man with spunk
(spoken)You like a man period.

(spoken)All right, girls. Cut out the laughing. Cut out the laughing.
Hurry up, Tempus fugit. Tempus fugit.

(spoken)(Imitating Hines) Waste - waste - waste!!!

Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up, hurry up,
Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up, hurry up,
Can't waste time - can't waste time -
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.
Can't waste time
Racing racing racing racing 
Racing racing racing racing
Racing racing racing racing
Racing racing racing
Racing with the clock
