Finally Friday - Earl Thomas Conley

I got a hundred dollars smokin' in my billfold

I know I ought to 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 runnin' for a wild weekend

It’s finally Friday I’m out of control

Forget the western blues and let the good times roll

I’ve got a little sugar baby down the road

Sittin' on ready and rockin' on dough

We’ll dance up a storm and later on tonight

Be workin' on doin' all the wrong things right

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 revvin' up my motor again

Finally Friday I’m free again

I got my motor runnin' for a wild weekend

It’s finally Friday I’m out of control

Forget the western blues and let the good times roll

It’s finally Friday

I got my motor runnin' for a wild weekend

It’s finally Friday

Forget the western blues and let the good times roll