Luyện nghe bài hát Friday At Five

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

Ain't a no clock
Ain't a no plans
Need a 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 little waitin' on me
To up this sleepy old town
That's one job I seriously
I wouldn't of lettin' them down

Got a call my ex
And askin' for more
I'm late with the
And the at the door
But gonna be
The furthest thing my mind
Friday at five
Till Sunday at closin'

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

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