Lazy Gilly was a flower child

All the summer, calmly running wild

She'd be silly and her friends just smiled

Pass the bottle, wash the pills down, what went wrong?

What went wrong?

She don't care no more, she don't need to fight it

She don't care no more, she gets paid on Friday

Cooler weather, it's not cool to smile

Pretty colours going out of style

It ain't so bad when you get used to it

Once you clock in, you'll take any shit, all right

Ain't that right?

She don't care no more, she don't need to fight it

She don't care no more, she gets paid on Friday

Monday morning, Friday's far away

Pray you'll make it, it's a magic day

Bells will ring and you'll go out to play

Spend your money, pass the bottle, Friday rules

Friday rules, okay

Ain't talking 'bout Monday, ain't talking 'bout Tuesday

Ain't talking 'bout Wednesday, ain't talking 'bout Thursday

I'm talking 'bout

What day do we get around here at the disco?

(Friday!)

Yeah, one, two, three, four

She don't care no more, she don't need to fight it

She don't care no more, she gets paid on Friday

She gets paid on Friday

Friday, Friday, Friday, Friday

Friday, Friday, Friday, Friday

Friday, Friday, Friday, Friday

Friday, Friday, Friday, Friday

Friday, Friday, Friday, Friday

Friday, Friday, Friday, Friday