Friday Lyrics

Lazy Gilly was a flower child
All the summer, calmly running wild
She'd be silly and her friends just smiled
Pass the bottle, wash the pills down

What went wrong?
What went wrong?

She don't care no more
She don't need to fight it
She don't care no more
She gets paid on Friday

Cooler weather, it's not cool to smile
Pretty colors, going out of style
It ain't so bad when you get used to it
Once you clock in, you'll take any shit

All right
Ain't that right?

She don't care no more
She don't need to fight it
She don't care no more
She gets paid on Friday

Monday morning, Friday's far away
Pray you'll make it, it's a magic day
Bells will ring and you'll go out to play
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Spend your money, pass the bottle

Friday rules
Friday rules, okay

Ain't talking 'bout a Monday
Ain't talking 'bout a Tuesday
Ain't talking 'bout a Wednesday
Ain't talking 'bout a Thursday
Well, I'm talking 'bout

What day do we get out
Down here to this party
Friday
Hey, one, two, three, four

She don't care no more
She don't need to fight it
She don't care no more
She gets paid on Friday

She gets paid on Friday

Friday
Friday
Friday
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Lazy Gilly was a flower child
All the summer, calmly running wild
She'd be silly and her friends just smiled