(Richie McDonald/Philip Douglas/Ron Harbin)
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Monday was a bummer, Tuesday was another day
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They could've left outta the week
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Wednesday nearly got me, Thursday all but stopped me
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I was broken down and beat
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But I started feelin' strong when Friday finally came along
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T.G.I.F., you know what that means
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Get down to the beach A.S.A.P.
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Yeah, there's gonna be a party goin' all weekend
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Polynesian Polly and her parrothead friends
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Gonna stay until there's not a pina colada left... T.G.I.F
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Yeah, there's ain't no stoppin' once the band starts rockin'
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With those shaker things and big steel drums
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Don't worry half as much about the tide risin' up
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As we do 'bout getting low on rum
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So bury me in the sand, put a frozen drink in my hand
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T.G.I.F., you know what that means
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Get down to the beach A.S.A.P.
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Yeah, there's gonna be a party goin' all weekend
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Polynesian Polly and her parrothead friends
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Gonna stay until there's not a pina colada left... T.G.I.F
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T.G.I.F., you know what that means
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Get down to the beach A.S.A.P.
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Yeah, there's gonna be a party goin' all weekend
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Five o'clock none stop the fun begins
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T.G.I.F., you know what that means
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Get down to the beach A.S.A.P.
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Yeah, there's gonna be a party goin' all weekend
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Polynesian Polly and her parrothead friends
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Gonna stay until there's not a pina colada
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Stay until there's not a pina colada left... T.G.I.F
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T.G.I.F.
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