Song Description

A song for the working man !

Lyrics

The week-end is near,its time for the beer,Friday nite is here,
Its time to celebrate,before its to late,and meet up with your mates,
Well,its Friday nite,everything is rite,to get higher than a kite,
And when we're tight,and out of site,we weren't to bright,,

Well,we'll head down town,and we'll get down,and act like a clown,
And when its last call,and we've hit the wall,we'll have to crawl,
We hope there ain't no brawl,or we'll have to stand tall,we should have stayed at the mall,
We could have had a ball,we were let out of our stall,and we'd be sorry for you all,
Chorus
Well that's our pet peeve,and we'll take our leave,after we receive,
Our pay check,then we'll defect,and try to intersect,
Our drinking buds,and get into the suds,and turn into cruds,
The work is done,and we have to run,its time for Friday nite fun,
Bridge
And when its all done,and Saturday has come,and we ain't feeling to good,
We had to much fun,stayed to late,and did the best we could,
And we all said,that's the last one,we won't do that again,
But next Friday nite,and we feel alrite,and we'll head out then,

When the work is done,we've been under the gun,and kept on the run,
When the week-end is here,its time to drink beer,and get our lungs clear,
Its time to search our soul,down at the watering hole,and find our roll,
And when its time to leave,its to late to grieve,and cry on our sleeve,
Chorus

Playlist Creator	Playlist Name	Date Added
Jeff Rauschl	You gotta have a sense of Humor in this world	4/28/2014