Friday morning and all my work is done I've packed my bags I'm on the run I got a feeling that I'm gonna have some fun In the sun with my friends
And he's got me goin'
Chorus: Whoops now sorry I can't go Whoops now sorry I can't go Whoops now sorry I can't go sorry I can't sorry I can't go now
Friday noon and my boss is on the phone He's tellin' me that I can't leave home An extra hand at work is what he called for He said we need you here
To my friends I'm goin'
Chorus
It makes no difference If your off work or not You dream your weekend Hand on the door knob Out with your friends hay Fun in the sun now That's when the phone rings
Friday evening and I'm all alone at home I know my friends are havin' fun I'll plan my weekend damn it Leave the machine on Next time he calls He'll hear my voice Sayin' loud and clear
