Friday At Five

                                  Got some cash in my pocket

And it's burning a hole

Got the boss on my back

And it's getting real old

This week's been hell

But I'll party it out of my mind

From Friday at five

Till Sunday at closing time



Ain't a punching no clock

Ain't a making no plans

Need a girl on my arm

And a beer in my hands

I'm tight as drum

But I'm gonna cut loose and unwind

From Friday at five

Till Sunday at closing time



Got some pretty little women waiting on me

To shake up this sleepy old town

That's one job I take seriously

I wouldn't dream of letting them down



Got a call from my ex

And she's asking for more

I'm late with the rent

And the wolf's at the door

But that's gonna be

The furthest thing from my mind

From Friday at five

Till Sunday at closing time



Got some pretty little women waiting on me

To shake up this sleepy old town

That's one job I take seriously

I wouldn't dream of letting them down



It might take me all week

To get back on my feet

But I know I'll be alright

From Friday at five

Till Sunday at closing time

From Friday at five

Till Sunday at closing time