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Friday (written by Clarence Jey / Patrice Wilson) Seven a.m., waking up in the morning Gotta be dressed, gotta move downstairs Gotta have my bowl, gotta have my cereal Seein' everything, the time is goin' Tickin' on and on, everybody's rushin' Gotta get down to the bus stop I gotta catch my bus, I gotta see my friends I see my friends Kickin' in the front seat Kickin' in the back seat Gotta make my mind up Which seat can I take? It's Friday, Friday Gotta get down on Friday Everybody's lookin' forward to the weekend Friday, Friday Gettin' down on Friday Everybody's lookin' forward to the weekend 7:45, drivin' on the highway Cruisin' fast, I want time to fly Fun, fun, thinkin' 'bout fun You know what it is It's such like this and it's you got this My friend is by my side Singin' I got this and you got this Now you know It's Friday, Friday Gotta get down on Friday Everybody's lookin' forward to the weekend Friday, Friday Gettin' down on Friday Everybody's lookin' forward to the weekend |