Mike Ormsby - Friday Night Lyrics

Friday night, I feel alright
My working week is done
Time to stop, get cleaned up
Sports bar should be fun

Beer and football
Maybe fool around
Soon be feeling ten feet tall
In this one-horse town

Saturday morning, I can't stop yawning
We really hit that joint
Next weekend, do it all again
Then again, what's the point

Live in a place like this, you tend to live like this
But I'm having doubts
Might just be just a phase, but one of these days
I might just move out

Sunday afternoon, what am I doing
Strolling strange city streets
Everyone looks nice, but no dice
They see straight through me

I stop for a drink
Friendly waitress says
I think you came a long way
But what you doing here
Boy, there's nothing doing here
Y'all have a nice day

Come to a place like this
Feels like my boots don't fit
What's that all about
What's the point of staying
If half of them are praying
For a ticket out

Monday lunchtime, feels like crunch-time
Right back where I started
And when I stop, call that waitress up
She sounds broken-hearted

I ask what went wrong
She says, oh everything, boy, I need a break
I say disappear
Girl, take a bus down here
I'll meet you halfway

Move to a place like this
There might be things you'll miss
But not for long
Come Friday night, you'll feel all right
When they sing our song

Friday night, I feel alright
Friday night, she feels alright
Friday night, it feels just right
Friday night, it feels just right
Friday night, it feels just right