Fridays
I took the day off from work
Told the boss I had the flu
A Mc Donalds lunch
A movie at the multiplex
I just thank God it’s Friday
The bar opened at five
Jim, Jack and Smirnoff were waiting for me
My friends are always there
I don’t plan on eating
Just listening to the music
Jamie Gordon singing lively country songs
Everyone clapping to the rhythm
Ginger Sue dances on the beer soaked floor
Swinging her ba donkey donk like it never swung before
She’s God’s masterpiece in Daisy Dukes
I only wish I could see her
My vision comes from the bottom of a beer glass
My head swims from my drinks
So many bottles and glasses on the bar
Each one a moment of pleasure
Each on a lost moment of time
My judgment dies along with my liver
Even the ugly girls start to look good
A case of beer and a bottle of whiskey
All gave their lives for me
I know I will not remember any of this
I will not know the girl I wake up next to
But I don’t care
I just thank God for one thing
Next Friday I can do it all over again