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

Chorus

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

chorus

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...