Thank God it’s Friday, the weekend has come; I’ve paid my dues, gonna get me some.
I’m hot and tired, but I’m strong and free; we’re gonna rock and roll, my friends and me.
Momma said this child ain’t lazy, let’s crank it up; Get wild and crazy, gotta crank it up. Find the groove, bust a move; shake that thing, make the guitar sing.
Never mind tomorrow, never mind the past; let’s have a good time, we’re living large and fast.
The place is here, the time is now; raise your beer, show me how. Feel the beat, stomp your feet; let’s scream and shout,
and knock this thing out.
Meet me on the dance floor, right down in front; shake your money maker, give me what I want.
Again, you might need to click on the apple to hear the song.
Okay, maybe you don't wind up pumping your Bud Lite in the air on a crowded dance floor, but don't tell me you don't look forward to Friday. It starts in school, and since the majority of us still work Monday through Friday, we are programmed to celebrate the beginning of the weekend. Works for me.