Every Other Friday At Five
(steven dale jones)
One out of two aint gonna make it
Those are the odds these days
And in a world of statistics
Hes left tryin to survive
til every other friday at five
He counts the days and then the hours
til he can hold his babies in his arms
And theyll be watchin out the window
When he pulls up in the drive
On every other friday at five
For forty-eight hours theyre with him again
But on sunday afternoon hes out of time
Some folks call him a deserter but his kids know hell arrive
On every other friday at five
So lets not put em in the middle
And play tug-of-war with their little hearts
But let mamas and daddies
Smile hello and wave goodbye
On every other friday at five
For forty-eight hours theyre with him again
But on sunday afternoon hes out of time
Some folks call him a deserter but his kids know hell arrive
On every other friday at five
And theyll be watchin out the window
When he pulls up in the drive
On every other friday at five
song performed by by Trace Adkins
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Friday At Five
(jimmy stewart/george teren)
Got some cash in my pocket
And its burning a hole
Got the boss on my back
And its getting real old
This weeks been hell
But Ill party it out of my mind
From friday at five
Till sunday at closing time
Aint a punching no clock
Aint a making no plans
Need a girl on my arm
And a beer in my hands
Im tight as drum
But Im 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
Thats one job I take seriously
I wouldnt dream of letting them down
Got a call from my ex
And shes asking for more
Im late with the rent
And the wolfs 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
Thats one job I take seriously
I wouldnt dream of letting them down
It might take me all week
To get back on my feet
But I know Ill be alright
From friday at five
Till sunday at closing time
From friday at five
Till sunday at closing time
song performed by by John Michael Montgomery
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Black Friday
When black friday comes
Ill stand down by the door
And catch the grey men when they
Dive from the fourteenth floor
When black friday comes
Ill collect everything Im owed
And before my friends find out
Ill be on the road
When black friday falls you know its got to be
Dont let it fall on me
When black friday comes
Ill fly down to muswellbrook
Gonna strike all the big red words
From my little black book
Gonna do just what I please
Gonna wear no socks and shoes
With nothing to do but feed
All the kangaroos
When black friday comes Ill be on that hill
You know I will
When black friday comes
Im gonna dig myself a hole
Gonna lay down in it til
I satisfy my soul
Gonna let the world pass by me
The archbishops gonna sanctify me
And if he dont come across
Im gonna let it roll
When black friday comes
Im gonna stake my claim
Ill guess Ill change my name
song performed by by Steely Dan
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Full Time Love
(zack turner/carson chamberlain)
Pick you up on friday
About half past 8
Just time for a movie
You cant stay out late
I take you home
A little kiss at the door
Lately Im thinkin
I want a little more
Tell your daddy
Im a hard working man
And after church on sunday
Im gonna ask for your hand
If he dont like it
Well thats just tough
Ive got to have your full time love
Your undivided lovin
Is what I need
Twenty four hours a day
Seven days a week
This part time romance
It just aint enough
Ive got to have your full time love
Sunday afternoon
Finally rolls around
I get in my old truck
And I drive downtown
Your daddys waitin
He says I got bad news
Ive got to tell you son
Shes too good for you
What he dont know
Is when the sun goes down
Were gonna slip out that window
And well leave this town
Drive to memphis
Tie this thing up
Ive got to have your full time love
Your undivided lovin
Is what I need
Twenty four hours a day
Seven days a week
This part time romance
It just aint enough
Ive got to have your full time love
This part time romance
Lord it just aint enough
Ive got to have your full time love
song performed by by John Michael Montgomery
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Friday
I live in an Ice house a
I never do dance salsa
I'm living in Jamaca
I live in an Ice Breaker
I'm living in Africa
I never do Know where a
Where I'm living but I'm living in a free fall
Whenever she goes away
Might as well be in San Jose
'Cause I never can tell where my
Where my heart's gonna spend it's time
Half of me's missing
I miss her Kissing
I don't know nothing but I know
She's coming back on Friday
She's coming back on Friday
She's coming back on Friday
She's coming back on Friday
My head is a hurricane
My mind is a touch insane
and my body can't sleep to dream
And my Eyes open up to scream
And my mouth is a thin straight line
As I'm struggling to pass the time
And my crime is that I'm living life without her
And the morning soon will come
And the days nearly almost done
And the clock says it's half past five
But the sun is still in the sky
Disorientated
Insatiated
How long I've waited but I know
She's coming back on Friday
She's coming back on Friday
She's coming back on Friday
She's coming back on Friday
song performed by by Daniel Bedingfield from Gotta Get Thru This
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Bunbury Afternoon
England in the summer is a pretty sight
Flowers in the meadow in the morning light
You know , satisfy the song inside
And the dream is making you care , evrybody smiles
And the dream is taking you there
Theres a little bit of heaven on the village green
And the bunbury eleven that you never see
And they take all comers in the month of june
On a friday , saturday , sunbury afternoon
On a friday , saturday , bunbury afternoon
On a friday , saturday , bunbury afternoon
They all say it couldnt be real
Shakin their head in wonder
Makin it long drive home
And when the sun and the moment is gone
Breakin that spell were under
We played a part in the heart of a beautiful memory
Theres a baby in a cradle and a wise old man
Young lovers happy to be hand in hand
Evrybody finds their way
They will learn the secret in time
Theres a ring on her finger
And a love that shows
And the bunbury eleven say the rumor goes
They re married in the church in the month of june
On a friday , saturday , sunbury afternoon
On a friday , saturday , bunbury afternoon
On a friday , saturday , bunbury afternoon
Theres a wind in the willows
When the day is done
People disappearing in the golden sun
You know , evrybody smiles
Theres a little bit of heaven on ....
song performed by by Bee Gees
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Friday Night
Price/price
Well i was driving in my car
With fourteen women after me
Down fifth avenue
A friday night it just to be
She was standing on the corner
Thumbing a ride
I said,: hop in baby
Scoot closer by my side
Honey let's go riding you look so exciting
Where have you been hiding?
Chorus
Friday night, feeling right
Friday night, out of sight
Friday night, friday night
There's no telling what you'll find
Cruising on a friday night
She didn't say a word
She just kept those big blue eyes on me
I wondered what she could be thinkin'
As she put her little hand on my knee
I took another sip of malted brew
And then i looked in her eyes
And as i sank into her bbaby blues
I thought my oh my
There's no use in fighting you look so exciting
Where have you been hiding girl?
Chorus
Cruising on a friday night
Cruising on a friday night
Cruising on a friday night
Cruising on a friday night
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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Friday I'm In Love
I don't care if monday's blue
Tuesday's grey and wednesday too
Thursday i don't care about you
It's friday i'm in love
Monday you can fall apart
Tuesday wednesday break my heart
Thursday doesn't even start
It's friday i'm in love
Saturday wait
And sunday always comes too late
But friday never hesitate...
I don't care if monday's black
Tuesday wednesday heart attack
Thursday never looking back
It's friday i'm in love
Monday you can hold your head
Tuesday wednesday stay in bed
Or thursday watch the walls instead
It's friday i'm in love
Saturday wait
And sunday always comes too late
But friday never hesitate...
Dressed up to the eyes
It's a wonderful surprise
To see your shoes and your spirits rise
Throwing out your frown
And just smiling at the sound
And as sleek as a shriek
Spinning round and round
Always take a big bite
It's such a gorgeous sight
To see you eat in the middle of the night
You can never get enough
Enough of this stuff
It's friday
I'm in love
song performed by by Cure
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Monday Comes Around
Friday, Monday, comes around
She's a girl with the weight of the world on her big brown eyes
She's a girl who's been talking to herself to apologize
She'll never do it again she promised
But then she hasn't been all that honest
Can she trust herself to be herself
Or is she talking to herself again
Hey Friday what you gonna do now
When Monday comes around
Hey Friday what you gonna do now
When Monday comes around
When Monday comes around
Come around, when Monday comes around
Monday comes wondering where do you run to find a second start
Where do you go when you're broke and alone and Friday falls apart
Yeah, yeah
All these questions are leaving her shaking
Can you be two girls in one
Can your heart bend this much without breaking
You know that you know and you can never have it both ways
Hey Friday what you gonna do now
When Monday comes around
Hey Friday what you gonna do now
When Monday comes around
When Monday comes around
Come around, when Monday comes around
Come around, when Monday comes around
Come around, when Monday comes around
Don't take it easy
Don't take it easy
Who says somebody's giving and taking, giving and taking
Everybody's taking away
(Monday comes around...)
Friday, Monday, comes around...
song performed by by Switchfoot
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Friday Let Me Down
Lyrics: daryl hall, john oates, sara allen
Music: john oates
Dial your number
Tape reply:
Im not at home right now, but leave your name
And I will call you friday night. call you friday good bye.
Hearing you and waiting make the days drag slowly
On the phone, oh no the tape again
Dont say not at home, no way
Friday let me down tonight
Weekend comes I try again
I hear the same recording
Hasnt changed
Im not at home right now. leave your name and I will call you.
Friday let me down tonight.
song performed by by Hall & Oates
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Every Friday
Every Friday I look like a shit,
Every Friday I look like a shit,
Every Friday I look like a shit,
I loooooooook like a shit.
But every Monday I am like a horn,
But every Monday I am like a horn,
But every Monday I am like a horn,
I aaaaaaaaam like a hoooooooooorn.
I work in the office of intercom,
I work in the office of intercom,
I work in the office of intercom,
Of iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiinter cooooooom.
But every Monday I am like a horn,
And every Tuesday I am like a horn,
On Wednesday and Tuesday I am a horn,
I aaaaaaaaaaaam like a hoooooooooooorn.
On every Friday I look like a shit,
My salary is more now a little bit.
But every Monday I am like a horn,
It looks as on Sunday I was born.
On Friday morning I am so glad
That by the evening I’ll look like a fad
Or may be like a dirty pig
Trying the ground to dig, dig, dig.
But…every Monday I am like a horn,
On certain Sunday I was born,
And every Friday I am like a shit.
My life is better........, a little bit.
More or less
It was my sincere confess.
Lol, lol, lol and loooooooool.
On every Friday there is no control.
©Larisa Rzhepishevska
March 16th,2011
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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I Don't Call Him Daddy
It was six in the morning
When I made the county line
There's someone I got to talk to
I can't get it off my mind.
He's just a kid
And he's in a pretty rough spot
Two dimes to make a phone call
That's about all I've got.
How's my boy today?
I know it's been three weeks
But you know how far I've got to go
To make those loose ends meet.
How's your mama now
With her new live-in friend
Oh, how I hate the wounds
That never seem to mend.
Chorus:
And he says I don't call him daddy
But he takes care of things
When you pick me up on Friday
Are you gonna bring me anything?
Oh, don't worry dad, ya know
It don't matter what we do
I don't call him daddy
He could never be like you
Never be like you.
God bless their little hearts
They're the ones who really pay
When mom and dad can't get along
And go their seperate ways.
In a way I'm glad there's someone
There to fill the empty place
Tears of understanding
Streak down a dirty face.
Chorus:
And he says I don't call him daddy
But he takes care of things
When you pick me up on Friday
Are you gonna bring me anything?
Oh, don't worry dad, ya know
It don't matter what we do
I don't call him daddy
He could never be like you
Never be like you.
He is quite a little man
Growing up as fast as he can
And I don't get to see him
Half as much as I had planned.
There's so much I need to tell him
So precious little time
A little rain on the window
In a little way goodbye.
Chorus:
And he says I don't call him daddy
But he takes care of things
When you pick me up on Friday
Are you gonna bring me anything?
Oh, don't worry dad, ya know
It don't matter what we do
I don't call him daddy
He could never be like you
Never be like you.
Chorus:
And he says I don't call him daddy
But he takes care of things
When you pick me up on Friday
Are you gonna bring me anything?
Oh, don't worry dad, ya know
It don't matter what we do
I don't call him daddy
He could never be like you
Never be like you...
song performed by by Kenny Rogers
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Local Still
Its three oclock in the morning
And theyre sayin youve had enough
But you want another drink
Good old north or southern stuff
Youre a boy from way down south
Folks from the old north
And its friday night
Its party night for you
King george he sent the excise men
The yankee revenuers
It dont matter what they try
Theyll never stop the brewin
Because a man will take a glass
To make his spirits fly
On a friday night
Its party night for you
They bring out laws and taxes
Try to cut you down
If you cant go to the corner bar
Then youll go underground
So come on down to your local still
And buy yourself a thrill
On a friday night
Its party night for you
* whiskey the water of life
Theres more to it than the pourin
Oiled the reel on the fiddle bow
And sent the music soarin
My old man and his old man
They knew what they were doin
Lovin malt from the old land
And the corn from tennessee
If youre feelin lowdown
You dont need no pill
Come along and join the clan
Support your local still
You can win your bar-room blues
Find that hazy delight
On a friday night
Its party night for you
Repeat *
Its three oclock in the morning
And theyre sayin youve had enough
But you want another drink
Good old north or southern stuff
Youre a boy from way down south
Folks from the old north
And its friday night
Its party night for you.
(written and arranged by nazareth)
Copyright 1983 fool circle limited
All rights reserved.
song performed by by Nazareth
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My Rhyming Days
Free day Friday,
I like to think of Monday,
While I’m waiting for Sunday,
And swimming on Tuesday,
Drifting on Saturday,
Soon it’s Wednesday,
It’s free day Friday,
Homework Saturday,
Wear my glasses on Sunday,
Take them off on Monday,
Hold someone’s hand on Tuesday,
Do I have to marry someone in Wednesday?
And finally I drink a cup of water on Thursday,
Now I feel like frying things on Friday.
Friday Night (Life Poem)
Chica cailiente, straightest hair,
Image rich, asset poor tonight,
Sexy sirens, seeking Mr. Right.
On this Friday in Santo Domingo.
Single fathers with kids, eager
To earn a weekly happy moment,
For all the mistakes of the past,
On this Friday in Santo Domingo.
The other men are here hunting,
Searching, looking everywhere,
But, into their partners’ eyes,
On this Friday in Santo Domingo.
The girls here are too young,
The men are twice their age,
Desperately looking for love,
On this Friday in Santo Domingo.
poem by Ian Beckett
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Dynamite
(r. stewart/a. taylor)
Oh, look out baby!
I got a stupid little job
Its driving me insane
With those keyhole people
All they do is complain
About the tattoo on my arm
The ring in my ear
But I dont even care, no no
I just live through the week
And when I see them boys
You know their two-tone suits
Theyre all unimportants
If you need a set of hubcaps
Or a car painted
Girl, why dont you follow me
Its dynamite on friday night
Under the big city lights
Its all right, all right
Yeah dynamite on friday night
Under the big city lights
Its all right, all right
Play some sweet guitar, yeah
Well we meet on the corner
And we talk all night
About our wealth situation
At a rockn roll dive
We dont reach no conclusion
So the conversation turns to wise girls
And more pearls
I got a beat up old mustang
And I painted it black
Theres five in the front seat
And the rest in the back
Cruise up and down sunset
And watch all the jailbait roll by
Yeah its dynamite on friday night
Under the big city lights
Its all right, all right
Yeah yeah, its dynamite on friday night
Under the big city lights
Its all right, its all right
All right, all right, all right
All right
Are you ready baby, bring it on down now
Watch it, well, well, well
Listen, one of these days
And it wont be long
Gonna hear that radio
Playing my song
Ill be the darling of masses
No great pretender, not me, yeah yeah
Cause I can play this guitar
Hangin round my neck
Im in love with its power
I believe in its strength
I got a head full of ideas
Its driving me insane
But until then
Its dynamite on friday night
Under the big city lights
Its all right, all right
Yeah dynamite on friday night
Under the big city lights
All right, all right, one time
Its dynamite, oh yes its dynamite
Its just dynamite on friday night
Its dynamite, its on friday night
Oh friday night
Its all right, all right, wired
Its dynamite on friday night
Under the big city lights
Its all right, all right
All together ...
song performed by by Rod Stewart
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Fish Again on Friday
Fish again on Friday how predictable is that
It’s getting to the stage I’d rather eat my hat
Gotta grin and bear it, have no other choice
I’ve tried to have my say, but I’m afraid I’ve lost my voice
Yeah you can’t have your pudding if you don’t eat your meat
So the teacher says and I shuffle on my feet
Gotta grin and bear it, it’s just the way it goes
But I can feel resistance and it’s good to feel it grow
I don’t know all the saints, not personally anyway
Jesus now Mohamed and my hair is turning grey
Now there’ll come a fatwa because of what I say
So many rules I just wanna walk away
Well its fish again on Friday but I’ll suppress my grin
I’ve sort of learned to face it and take it on the chin
But fish again on Friday, I’ve just about had my fill
Fish again on Friday, I’ve had it to the gills
Fish again on Friday. Who invented that?
Fish again on Friday I’m gonna eat my hat
poem by Kris Whelan
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Friday Mourning
Friday mourning
I'm dressed in black
Douse the houselights
I'm not coming back
For years I warned you
Through tears I told you
Friday mourning
There comes a time
A flaw that breaks
This very smug mug of mine
This dawn raid
Soon put paid to all the things
I whispered to you at night time
And I will never stand naked
In front of you, or if I do
It won't be for a long time
Look once to me, Look once to me - then look away
Look once to me, Look once to me - then look away
And when they haul me down the hall
And when they kick me down the stairs
I see the faces all lined up before me
Of teachers and of parents
And bosses, who
All share a point of view
"You are a loser"
"You are a loser"
Friday / Friday mourning
Dressed in black
I won't be coming back
Friday / Friday mourning
Dressed in black
I won't be coming back
song performed by by Morrissey
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Saturday Night
(chuck cannon/jimmy stewart)
S.a.t.u.r.d.a.y, night
S.a.t.u.r.d.a.y
I gotta get out of these coveralls
Theyre throwin a dance at the union hall
I just got paid so I got a little cash
I been workin all week gonna have me a blast
Monday, tuesday, humpday, wednesday, thursday, friday
Take up all of my life, and that aint right
I get my rest on sunday
But I have a little fun on saturday night
S.a.t.u.r.d.a.y, saturday night
S.a.t.u.r.d.a.y
Im gonna wash and wax my truck
I got a date with lady luck
She gonna wear her dancin shoes
And we gonna get just a little footloose
Monday, tuesday, humpday, wednesday, thursday, friday
Take up all of my life, and that aint right
I get my rest on sunday
Then I have a little fun on saturday night
S.a.t.u.r.d.a.y, saturday night
S.a.t.u.r.d.a.y, saturday night
Saturday night
Saturday night
Saturday night
Well the band just played their last song
But me and my baby gonna party on, you know thats right
Gonna find another place with a neon light
Cant go home its saturday night
Monday, tuesday, humpday, wednesday, thursday, friday
Take up all of my life, and that aint right
I take my rest on sunday
Then I have a lot of fun on saturday night
S.a.t.u.r.d.a.y, saturday night
S.a.t.u.r.d.a.y, saturday night
S.a.t.u.r. all dressed up saturday night
S.a.t.u.r. ready saturday night
S.a.t.u.r.d.a.y all dressed up, ready to go, come on baby lets hit the road
song performed by by Lonestar
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Day In Day Out
Clock in my head
Clock on the wall
And the two of them
Dont agree at all
Friday is heaven, friday is heaven
Day in day out
Day in day out
Wish you were here
On the shop floor
And together we could
Count the dots on the wall
Friday is heaven, friday is heaven
Day in day out
Day in day out
Friday is heaven (x2)
Day in day out
Day in day out
song performed by by Xtc
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The Working Man
Well, I was born on a sunday; on thursday I had me a job.
I was born on a sunday; by thursday I was workin out on the job.
I aint never had no day off since I learned right from wrong.
Mama said I was bad, I did something to her head.
Mama said I was bad, I did something to her head.
And poppa threw me out, ooh, said, I gotta earn my own way.
Chorus:
I aint never been in trouble;
I aint got the time.
I dont mess around with magic, child.
What I got is mine.
Whatever you say, lord, well, thats what Im gonna do.
Whatever you say, well, thats what Im gonna do.
cause Im the working man, lord, and I do the job for you.
Chorus
Every friday, well, thats when I get paid.
Dont take me on friday, lord, cause thats when I get paid.
Let me die on saturday night, ooh, before sunday gets my head.
song performed by by Creedence Clearwater Revival
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