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 thats 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