Every night is Friday night

Without you

Every night is Friday night

Without you

When I was young

I was dumb as a rock

I could not read a clock

And nothin' didn't mean nothin' to me

Now I'm no saint

But I ain't such a freak

On the days of the week

I work hard, hard

Every night is Friday night

Without you

Every night is Friday night

Without you

Kids, clap your hands

If you can be real

Got to say what you feel

If you feel anything, anything, anything, anything

Every night

Is Friday night without you

Every night

Is Friday night without you

Every night

Is Friday night without you

Every night

Is Friday night without you

You, you, you