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Work from Home Lyrics

by Fifth Harmony

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“Work from Home” is a song by Fifth Harmony. This page features time-synced lyrics that highlight each line as the song plays — press play to sing along in real time. The lyrics contain 53 lines.

Work from Home — Fifth Harmony
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I ain't worried 'bout nothin'

I ain't wearin' na nada

I'm sittin' pretty, impatient, but I know you gotta

Put in them hours, I'mma make it hotter

I'm sending pic after picture, I'mma get you fired

I know you're always on the 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

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

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'ma 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 getting off early

I know you're always on the 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

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

We can work from home, oh, oh, oh-oh

We can work from home, oh, oh, oh-oh

Girl, go to work for me

Can you make it clap, no hands for me?

Take it to the ground, pick it up for me

Look back at it all over me

Put in work like my timesheet

She ride it like a '63

I'ma buy her no Celine

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' judge, she finesse

I pipe up, she take that

Putting overtime on your body

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

We can work from home, oh, oh, oh-oh

We can work from home, oh, oh, oh-oh

Yeah, we can work from home

Yeah, we can work from home

Yeah

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I ain't worried 'bout nothin' I ain't wearin' na nada I'm sittin' pretty, impatient, but I know you gotta Put in them hours, I'mma make it hotter I'm sending pic after picture, I'mma get you fired I know you're always on the 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 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 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'ma 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 getting off early I know you're always on the 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 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 We can work from home, oh, oh, oh-oh We can work from home, oh, oh, oh-oh Girl, go to work for me Can you make it clap, no hands for me? Take it to the ground, pick it up for me Look back at it all over me Put in work like my timesheet She ride it like a '63 I'ma buy her no Celine 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' judge, she finesse I pipe up, she take that Putting overtime on your body 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 We can work from home, oh, oh, oh-oh We can work from home, oh, oh, oh-oh Yeah, we can work from home Yeah, we can work from home Yeah