Woke up late
Day's shot to hell
But, hey it's Friday
So, I guess it's just as well
Called in,
booked the day off
I figured what the hell
Had a coffee and ten cigarettes
But, it's Friday...can't you tell
It never fails to come around
The Friday morning curse
There's nothing you can say or do
That will fix or make it worse
By six a.m the day is shot
And it hasn't started yet
Breakfast is a coffee...cold
And at least ten cigarettes
Figured since
I'm staying home
I'll watch some tv shows
Cable bill got missed this month
I guess that's how it goes
It's Friday
so, I'm going
To head down to the bar
But, I find out in my driveway
That someone stole my car
It never fails to come around
The Friday morning curse
There's nothing you can say or do
That will fix or make it worse
By six a.m the day is shot
And it hasn't started yet
Breakfast is a coffee...cold
And at least ten cigarettes
I think
I'll call a taxi
That'll get me to the bar
Then I think
You *****
You left your wallet in the car
The day
is going nowhere
And it seems, I am too
But, hey
At least it's Friday
And to me...it's nothing new
It never fails to come around
The Friday morning curse
There's nothing you can say or do
That will fix or make it worse
By six a.m the day is shot
And it hasn't started yet
Breakfast is a coffee...cold
And at least ten cigarettes
No wife
No car, a day off too
No tv shows to see
There's nothing
more can happen
That can make this worse for me
Breakfast, it's
cold coffee and
at least ten cigarettes
But, hell
It's frickin' Friday
And the day ain't started yet...
It never fails to come around
The Friday morning curse
There's nothing you can say or do
That will fix or make it worse
By six a.m the day is shot
And it hasn't started yet
Breakfast is a coffee...cold
And at least ten cigarettes
Sep 19, 2013
Sep 19, 2013 at 11:26 PM UTC
Woke up late
Day's shot to hell
But, hey it's Friday
So, I guess it's just as well
Called in,
booked the day off
I figured what the hell
Had a coffee and ten cigarettes
But, it's Friday...can't you tell
It never fails to come around
The Friday morning curse
There's nothing you can say or do
That will fix or make it worse
By six a.m the day is shot
And it hasn't started yet
Breakfast is a coffee...cold
And at least ten cigarettes
Figured since
I'm staying home
I'll watch some tv shows
Cable bill got missed this month
I guess that's how it goes
It's Friday
so, I'm going
To head down to the bar
But, I find out in my driveway
That someone stole my car
It never fails to come around
The Friday morning curse
There's nothing you can say or do
That will fix or make it worse
By six a.m the day is shot
And it hasn't started yet
Breakfast is a coffee...cold
And at least ten cigarettes
I think
I'll call a taxi
That'll get me to the bar
Then I think
You *****
You left your wallet in the car
The day
is going nowhere
And it seems, I am too
But, hey
At least it's Friday
And to me...it's nothing new
It never fails to come around
The Friday morning curse
There's nothing you can say or do
That will fix or make it worse
By six a.m the day is shot
And it hasn't started yet
Breakfast is a coffee...cold
And at least ten cigarettes
No wife
No car, a day off too
No tv shows to see
There's nothing
more can happen
That can make this worse for me
Breakfast, it's
cold coffee and
at least ten cigarettes
But, hell
It's frickin' Friday
And the day ain't started yet...
It never fails to come around
The Friday morning curse
There's nothing you can say or do
That will fix or make it worse
By six a.m the day is shot
And it hasn't started yet
Breakfast is a coffee...cold
And at least ten cigarettes
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