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I've got a hundred dollars smoking in my billfold |
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I know I ought to save it but it's burning a whole |
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Right through my pocket and into my skin |
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Come Monday morning I'll be broke again |
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It's finally Friday I'm free again |
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I got my motor running for a wild weekend |
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It's finally Friday I'm out of control |
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Forget the working blues and let the good times roll |
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I got a little sugar baby down the road |
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She is sitting on ready and rocking on go |
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We'll dance up a storm and later on tonight |
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We'll be working on doing all the wrong things right |
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It's finally Friday I'm free again |
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I got my motor running for a wild weekend |
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It's finally Friday I'm out of control |
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Forget the working blues and let the good times roll |
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Monday I'll be hurting with my head in a vise |
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Tuesday I'll be wandering if I'll ever survive |
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Wednesday and Thursday I'll be slowly tuning in |
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Friday I'll be reving up my motor again |
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It's finally Friday I'm free again |
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I got my motor running for a wild weekend |
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It's finally Friday I'm out of control |
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Forget the working blues and let the good times roll |
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Finally Friday |
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I got my motor running for a wild weekend |
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It's finally Friday |
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Forget the working blues and let the good times roll |
