Then why does the weekend
Fly by me so fast?
I've spent the last month
Staying up watching teams --
The late-ending games
Interrupted my dreams.
Don't know what the day is,
It's screwed with my head.
When I do finally sleep
It's like Sleep of the Dead.
And now - here is Friday!
When my workday ends,
I'll go to Chili's
Along with my friends.
Everyone knows
Eight hours of work stinks --
And that's why it's better
To sit and sip drinks.
Happy Friday to all,
And to all have good luck:
We made it to Friday,
But Monday still sucks.
