Got some cash in my pocket   And it's burning a hole   Got the boss on my back   And it's getting real old   This week's been hell   But I'll party it out of my mind   From Friday at five   Till Sunday at closing time      Ain't a punching no clock   Ain't a making no plans   Need a girl on my arm   And a beer in my hands   I'm tight as drum   But I'm gonna cut loose and unwind   From Friday at five   Till Sunday at closing time      Got some pretty little women waiting on me   To shake up this sleepy old town   That's one job I take seriously   I wouldn't dream of letting them down      Got a call from my ex   And she's asking for more   I'm late with the rent   And the wolf's at the door   But thats gonna be   The furthest thing from my mind   From Friday at five   Till Sunday at closing time      Got some pretty little women waiting on me   To shake up this sleepy old town   That's one job I take seriously   I wouldn't dream of letting them down      It might take me all week   To get back on my feet   But I know I'll be alright   From Friday at five   Till Sunday at closing time   From Friday at five   Till Sunday at closing time