Friday Night
I went out on Friday night
Got half cocked on the stout
Came back home, and stumbled in
You nearly threw me out
I plead my case down on my knees
You answered me in scorn
Gave to me that look that makes me wish I wasn't born
I woke up Friday morning with the best of all intent
Finished Work
Get to the pub
and started getting bent
Whiskey always does me
Keep thinking it's the cure
Never seem to stop myself from ordering one more
It's been a long time since I've woken up okay
Sometimes I wonder if things have to be this way
My head is pounding and my throat is dry as hell
Friday nights you always treat me well
Friday nights you always treat me well
Things are getting blurry
Don't remember what I've had
I can't count and I can't see
It's really pretty bad
Call for one more drink,
But I can barely see the bar
Walked into a wall
Ended face up seeing stars!
Roll outta bed I check the time
It's four o'clock
Grab some aspirin just to make the shaking stop
My head is pounding and my throat is dry as hell
Friday nights you always treat me well
Friday nights you always treat me well
Friday nights you always treat me well
Got half cocked on the stout
Came back home, and stumbled in
You nearly threw me out
I plead my case down on my knees
You answered me in scorn
Gave to me that look that makes me wish I wasn't born
I woke up Friday morning with the best of all intent
Finished Work
Get to the pub
and started getting bent
Whiskey always does me
Keep thinking it's the cure
Never seem to stop myself from ordering one more
It's been a long time since I've woken up okay
Sometimes I wonder if things have to be this way
My head is pounding and my throat is dry as hell
Friday nights you always treat me well
Friday nights you always treat me well
Things are getting blurry
Don't remember what I've had
I can't count and I can't see
It's really pretty bad
Call for one more drink,
But I can barely see the bar
Walked into a wall
Ended face up seeing stars!
Roll outta bed I check the time
It's four o'clock
Grab some aspirin just to make the shaking stop
My head is pounding and my throat is dry as hell
Friday nights you always treat me well
Friday nights you always treat me well
Friday nights you always treat me well
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Writer(s): John Hindley Parry
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