Paroles de Finally Friday

I've got a hundred dollars smokin' in my billfold I know I oughta save it but it's burnin' a hole Right through my pocket and into my skin Come 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 of control Forget the workin' blues and let the good times roll I got a little sugar baby down the road She's sittin' on a radio and rockin' on roll We'll dance up a storm and later all night We'll be workin' on a doin' all the wrong things right It's finally Friday I'm free again... [ fiddle ] Monday I'll be hurtin' with my head in a vice Tuesday I'll be wonderin' if I'll ever survive Wednesday and Thursday I'll be slowly tunin' in Friday I'll be revin' up my motor again It's finally Friday I'm free again... It's finally Friday I got my motor running for a wild weekend It's finally Friday Forget the working blues and let the good times roll