Been a long week;
I can't take no mo'.
Waiting impatiently
For the whistle to blow.
Quiting time
And I go charging out the door.
Monday come round too quickly
To hang back doin' extra chores.
I don't know
How other people do it
Or what
It takes to get them through it.
All I know is come the weekend,
My brain gets disconnected.
And in those precious hours
No thoughts
Of work gon' get resurrected.
So, if you feel me
Get in line.
Shake the lead out,
'Cause it's party time.
No need to get
Dressed up to the nines.
Come as you are
And you'll be just fine.
This life is short
So let's kick it into high gear.
Not gonna sweat the small stuff,
Ain't got one second to spare.
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