Come Friday

My friends and me work overtime
All try to walk the bottom line
You've been breathing down our necks
But soon as we cash our paychecks
We'll be chilling on my deck, Boss Man

There's nothing you can do, nothing you can say
Nothing you can throw our way come Friday
We've been rubber stamping paper clipping
Sorting filling faxing
It's time to let the good times roll
Nothing you can say, nothing you can do
Nothing that can wreck our mood come Friday
We've been roofing raking trucking pavin

Packing stacking laying block
Farming fencing monkey wrenching picking up and dropping off
We can't wait to punch the clock

Come Friday, yeah!

Gonna fill my igloo full of ice
Stock up on my way home tonight
Light tiki torches and the grill
Put speakers on the windowsill
Play our music loud and dance all night

We'll be horseshoeing barbecuing flipping
Sipping kicking back
Lawn chairing music blaring laughing having us a blast
Work all week until at last..

It's Friday
It's Friday, yeah!