John Conlee Friday Night Blues
He's been work-in' all week, he's got men-tal fa-tigue
and that old couch sure looks fine
All week he's been gone, she's been sit-tin' a-lone
slow-ly go-in' out of her mind
As he kicks off his shoes for the six o-clock news
she's get-tin' all pret-tied up
oh, she's want-in' to boo-gie, he's want-in' to lay there
she's got the Fri-day Night Blues
CHORUS:
Oh those Fri-day Night Blues they get in your shoes,
and they work to get you down
Oh, and there ain't a la-dy that I ever knew
who didn't need her night on the town
But the hills and the bills and a week's worth of deals
has got him feel-in' used
Oh, he's kick-in' his shoes off, she's put-tin' her's on
she's got the Fri-day Night Blues.
Oh,there once was a time, she was top of the line
her nights like teen-age dreams
Now it's op-'ras at noon, danc-in' 'round with her broom
talk-in' to the wash-in' ma-chine
Oh, the girl down the street says her husband is neat
and she makes it sound so true
Now she's feel-in' lone-ly thinks she's the on-ly
One with the Fri-day Night Blues
Sing CHORUS (2X)
