(originally by Edna's Goldfish)
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Looking out my window
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Nothing to do but to drive in circles
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Well, I don't want to have to go home tonight
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Up and down the boulevard
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How did I survive in suburbia
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When there's nothing to do
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And they take away what I love to do the most, yeah
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Friday night, you're not gonna get it
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Saturday, you try to give me one more
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Sunday morning, just waiting for the
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afternoon so I can be a kid again
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I head back to my backyard
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I know life's rough but sometimes it's really hard
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To do what I love to do the most, yeah
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Now I'm stuck, I'm back in the loop again
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I'm not gonna lose and I know I'm never gonna win
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Sometimes life is just that way
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We all say
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Friday night, you're not gonna get it
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Saturday, you try to give me one more
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Sunday morning, just waiting for the
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afternoon so I can be a kid again
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Friday night, you're not gonna get it
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Saturday, you try to give me one more
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Sunday morning, just waiting for the
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afternoon so I can be a kid again
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And now the weekend comes and I try to get inside
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But the guy at the door tells me that I'm denied
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Friday night, you're not gonna get it
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Saturday, you try to give me one more
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Sunday morning, just waiting for the
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afternoon so I can be a kid again
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Friday night
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Saturday
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Sunday morning, just waiting for the
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afternoon so I can be a kid again
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Friday night
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Saturday
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Sunday morning, just waiting for the
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afternoon so I can be a kid again
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Friday night, you're not gonna get it
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Saturday, you try to give me one more
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Sunday morning, just waiting for the
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afternoon so I can be a kid again
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You try to give me one more
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You try to give me one more
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Friday night
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Saturday
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Sunday morning, just waiting for the
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afternoon so I can be a kid again
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Veronica Sawyer
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| Reel Big Fish |
