Paroles de On Friday

I live in the real world, I go to work every day I'm not what I feel world [sic], I'm only what I get paid I take a vacation two weeks a year Where I spend seven paychecks on a tan and a beer ON FRIDAY I come alive ON FRIDAY I will survive ON FRIDAY I feel alright ON FRIDAY and Friday night Got a dollar in my pocket, the kind of money that burns Wild! -- like a rocket, funny how it's earned Gonna buy myself a smile and dance on feet of clay I need to find a lover but I'll settle for a lay