Every Night Is Friday Night (Without You)

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
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 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