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