Oh, out Bill! I got a little job drivin' me insane With those keyhole All do is complain About the on my arm The in my ear But I don't care, no no I live through the week And when I see boys You know their suits They're all If you need a set of Or a car Girl, why you follow me dynamite on Friday night Under the big lights all right, all right Yeah on Friday night the big city lights It's all right, all some sweet guitar, yeah Well we meet on the And we all night About our wealth at a rock'n' Roll We go ... So the turns to wise girls And pearls I got a up old Mustang And I painted it There's five in the seat And the in the back Cruise up and Sunset And watch all the jailbait by Yeah it's dynamite on night Under the big lights all right, all right Yeah yeah, it's on Friday night the big city lights IT'S all right, it's all All right, all right, all all Are you ready. Bring it now out. Well, well, well Listen, one of days And it won't be Gonna hear radio my song I'll be the darling of No great pretender, not me, yeah 'Cause I can this guitar hangin' round my I'm in love its power I in its strength I got a full of ideas It's drivin' me But then It's dynamite on night Under the big lights all right, all right Yeah dynamite on night Under the big city all right, all right, one It's dynamite, oh yes dynamite It's just dynamite on night IT'S dynamite, it'S on night Oh friday All right, all right, wired IT'S dynamite on friday the big city lights IT'S all right, all all ...