Friday Night Blues Lyrics
by John Conlee
He's been working all week He's got mental fatigue
And the old couch sure looks fine
All week He's been gone she's been sittin' alone
Slowly going out of Her mind
As he kicks off his shoes for the Six O'Clock news
She's gettin all prettied up
While She's wantin' to boogie He wants to lay there
She's got the Friday night blues
(Chorus)
Oh those Friday night blues they get in your shoes
And they work to get you down
Ah but there ain't a lady that I ever knew
Who didn't need Her night on the Town
But the hills and the bills and a week full of deals
Has got him feeling used
While He's kicklng His shoes off she's putting Hers on
But she's got the Friday night blues
Oh there once was a time she was top of the line
Her nights like teenage dream
Now its toppers at noon dancing round with her broom
Talking to the washing machine
Oh the girl down the street says her husband is neat
And makes it sound so true
Now she's feeling lonely she thinks she's the only one
With the Friday night blues
(Repeat chorus)
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