Oh, out Bill! I got a studip job It's drivin' me With those people All do is complain the tattoo on my arm The in my ear But I don't care, no no I live through the week And when I see them You know their suits They're all If you need a set of Or a car Girl, why you follow me It's on Friday night Under the big lights all right, all right Yeah dynamite on 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' drive We go ... So the turns to wise girls And more I got a up old Mustang And I painted it There's five in the front And the in the back Cruise up and down And all the jailbait roll by it's dynamite on Friday night Under the big lights It's all right, all 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. it down now out. Well, well, well Listen, one of days And it won't be Gonna hear that my song I'll be the of masses No great pretender, not me, yeah 'Cause I can play guitar hangin' my neck I'm in love with its I believe in its I got a head full of drivin' me insane But then dynamite on Friday night Under the big lights all right, all right Yeah on Friday night Under the big lights all right, all right, one dynamite, oh yes it's dynamite It's dynamite on friday night IT'S dynamite, it'S on friday Oh night It's All right, all right, IT'S dynamite on friday the big city lights IT'S all right, all all ...