Hey, it's Friday, what great news!
The day to slack off, and come home to booze.
Every Friday I wake up
I drink a pot of coffee, not just a cup.
Wonder why I go to work;
'Till 5 PM, I'm such a jerk.
Can't wait to take off my high heels
And have time for three full meals.
Come home, lay down, relax, unwind
Enjoy the perfect state of mind
I've got two days to forget the week
Friday will never lose it's mystique.
