Luyện nghe bài hát Friday At Five

Got cash in my pocket
And it's burnin' a
Got the on my back
And it's real old
week's been hell
But I'll it out of my mind
Friday at five
Till Sunday at closin'

a punchin' no clock
Ain't a no plans
a girl on my arm
And a in my hand
I'm as a drum
But I'm cut loose and unwind
From Friday at
Till Sunday at time

Got some pretty women waitin' on me
To up this sleepy old town
That's one job I seriously
I wouldn't dream of them down

Got a from my ex
And she's for more
I'm with the rent
And the wolf's at the
But that's be
The furthest thing from my
From Friday at
Till at closin' time

Got some pretty little waitin' on me
To up this sleepy old town
That's one job I take
I wouldn't of lettin' them down, ohhh

It might take me all
To get on my feet
But I know I'll be
From at five
Till Sunday at closin'
Friday at five
Till Sunday at closin'
eee yeah, I'm outta here