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There's a place in town where we all hang out |
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Where the country girls go and the boys get loud when the whistle blows we make quite the crowd |
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When the sun sets low on |
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Friday From the pubs in |
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Ireland to |
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Tennessee |
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From the west coast down to myrtle beach |
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Oh And every little town here in between |
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Yeah, We know how to party on |
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Friday And the band plays on and the taps they flow |
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The boss man's yelling but we've all gone home |
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A come a Monday morning |
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I will atone |
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But tonight ain't |
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Monday it's |
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Friday Well |
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I like my job but |
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I love my friends |
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So you know where |
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I'll be when the work week ends |
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At the little country tavern just around the bend |
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When the sun sets low on |
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Friday And the band plays on and the taps they flow |
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The boss man's yelling but we've all gone home |
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A come a Monday morning |
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I will atone |
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But tonight ain't |
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Monday it's |
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Friday |
