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 Spend your money, pass the bottle Friday rules, Friday rules okay
Ain't talking 'bout Monday Ain't talking 'bout Tuesday Ain't talking 'bout Wednesday Ain't talking 'bout Thursday I'm talking 'bout
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
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