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Sometimes I feel like I'm slipping in the same old shit
Dead end job any day, I'm gonna quit
Home by seven, by eleven I'm ready to crash
This mean old world keeps a-knocking me on my ass
Counting down the days to Friday night
By the end of the week, I think I've earned the right
To get a little drunk
Get a little stoned
Catch a good buzz to my favorite song
Go a little crazy
Get a little numb
Raise a glass, and bang my head to the beat of the drums
Monday morning showed up way too soon
Can't call in sick, you know I've got a job to do
I can dream all day about living in paradise
Well there ain't no use in wishing for a different life
Counting down the days to Friday night
By the end of the week, I think I've earned the right
To get a little drunk
Get a little stoned
Catch a good buzz to my favorite song
Go a little crazy
Get a little numb
Raise a glass, and bang my head to the beat of the drums
The beat of the drums
Counting down the days to Friday night
By the end of the week, I think I've earned the right
To get a little drunk
Get a little stoned
Catch a good buzz to my favorite song
Go a little crazy
Get a little numb
Raise a glass, and bang my head to the beat of the drums
get a little drunk
Get a little stoned
Catch a good buzz to my favorite song
Go a little crazy
Get a little numb
Raise a glass, and bang my head to the beat of the drums
get a little drunk
Get a little stoned
Catch a good buzz to my favorite song
Go a little crazy
Get a little numb
Raise a glass, and bang my head to the beat of the drums
The beat of the drums