Текст песни Finally Friday, George Jones
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I know I oughta save it but it s burnin a hole Right through my pocket and into my skin Come Monday morning I ll be broke again It s finally Friday I m free again I got my motor running for a wild weekend It s finally Friday I m outa control Forget the workin blues And let the good times roll I giot a little sugar baby down the road She s sittin on a radio and rockin on roll We ll dance up a storm and later all night We ll be workin on doin all the wrong things right It s finally Friday I m free again I got my motor running for a wild weekend It s finally Friday I m outa control Forget the workin blues And let the good times roll Monday I ll be hurtin with my head in a vice Tuesday I ll be wonderin if I ll ever survive Wednesday and Thursday I ll be slowly tunin in Friday I ll be revin up my motor again It s finally Friday I m free again I got my motor running for a wild weekend It s finally Friday I m outa control Forget the workin blues And let the good times roll It s finally Friday I got my motor running for a wild weekend It s finally Friday Forget the workin blues And let the good times roll |