Heaven

They tell me
Every day will be Sunday
But what if I don't like Sundays, and they're boring to me
Why can't every day be Friday night
I just got paid, let's go get right
On the phone
How you talking, Ooo I just might catch that flight

Every day be Friday night
Every day be Friday night
Every day be Friday night
He knows my heart, and he knows my mind
Why can't every day be Friday night
Every day be Friday night
Every day be Friday night
For that is my soul's paradise



Credits
Writer(s): Arnissayur Robinson
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