Luyện nghe bài hát Friday At Five

Got some in my pocket
And burnin' a hole
Got the boss on my
And gettin' real old
This week's hell
But I'll party it out of my
From at five
Till Sunday at closin'

Ain't a no clock
a makin' no plans
Need a on my arm
And a in my hand
I'm tight as a
But I'm cut loose and unwind
Friday at five
Till at closin' time

Got some pretty women waitin' on me
To shake up this sleepy old
one job I take seriously
I wouldn't dream of lettin' them

Got a call my ex
And she's askin' for
I'm late the rent
And the wolf's at the
But that's be
The furthest from my mind
From at five
Till Sunday at closin'

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

It might take me all
To get on my feet
But I I'll be alright
From Friday at
Till Sunday at time
From Friday at
Till Sunday at closin'
Yeah eee yeah, I'm outta