Lyrics:
Just down the gravel road, you hit a highway long and old
Sixty-six upon the sign, more stories than yellow lines
Every Friday we dress down, for
a blacked out blur
But I'm pretty sure it ruled
Damn
Last Friday night
Yeah, we danced on tabletops
And we took too many shots
Think we kissed, but I
day)
My day to play
(Friday is my day, Friday is my day to play)
Friday, I get my money and my woman
'Cause Friday is my holiday
I go down to my job
a blacked out blur
But I'm pretty sure it ruled
Damn
Last Friday night
Yeah, we danced on tabletops
And we took too many shots
Think we kissed, but I
castles
In the sun,
And I watched ya' knock 'em down,
Knock 'em down, each and every one.
Whoa-oh, Friday's child
Ya' can't stop now.
No.
Whoa-oh,
a factory girl
Waiting for a girl and she's got stains all down her dress
Waiting for a girl and my feet are getting wet
She ain't come out yet
Waiting
a factory girl
Waiting for a girl and she's got stains all down her dress
Waiting for a girl and my feet are getting wet
She ain't come out yet
Waiting
castles
In the sun,
And I watched ya' knock 'em down,
Knock 'em down, each and every one.
Whoa-oh, Friday's child
Ya' can't stop now.
No.
Whoa-oh,
you and waiting make the days drag slowly
On the phone, oh no the tape again
Don't say not at home, no way
Friday let me down tonight
Weekend comes
huh)
My head gets so bad, it's a doggone shame (uh huh)
I be so tore down I don't even know my name
(Pig feet and barbecue), catfish and homemade brew
Well I was driving in my car
With fourteen women after me
Down Fifth Avenue
A Friday night it just to be
She was standing on the corner
Thumbing
fallin' in love underneath an endless sky
Pick a map dot town
That's how it goes down
On any given Friday night
Ricky's at the red light, rockin' that
Thursday's awful sad.
The eagle flies on Friday, Saturday I go out to play.
The eagle flies on Friday, but Saturday I go out to play.
Sunday I go
blur, but I'm pretty sure it ruled
Damn
Last Friday night
Yeah, we danced on tabletops, and we took too many shots
Think we kissed, but I forgot last
blur but I'm pretty sure
It ruled!
Damn!
Last Friday night
Yeah, we danced on table tops
And we took too many shots
Think we kissed but I forgot
Last
Monday morning I'll be broke again
It's finally Friday, I'm free again
I got my motor running for a wild weekend
It's finally Friday, I'm out
When Black Friday comes
I stand down by the door
And catch the grey men when they
Dive from the fourteenth floor
When Black Friday comes
I
When Black Friday comes
I stand down by the door
And catch the grey men when they
Dive from the fourteenth floor
When Black Friday comes
I
Finally the weekend's come
And everything is goin' down
Nine to five and now it's time
For me to get around
Good poppin' ain't no stoppin'
all unimportants
If you need a set of hubcaps
Or a car painted
Girl, why don't you follow me
It's dynamite on Friday night
Under the big city
come back
I been running Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday
Runnin' Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday
come back
I been running Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday
Runnin' Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday
sad
Yes the eagle flies on Friday, and Saturday I go out to play
Eagle flies on Friday, and Saturday I go out to play
Sunday I go to church, then I
come back
I been running Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday
Runnin' Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday
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