Ooh…
Aah…

Seven a.m.
Waking up in the morning
Gotta go to work
Gotta wake and bake
Gotta find my bowl
Where's my bowl?
Who took my fucking bowl?

Put on a dress
I wish I had a nice dress
Gotta get down to the truck stop
Gotta make my rent
I see my pimp

Sitting in his front seat
We get into his back seat
Gotta make my mind numb
He makes me scream his name…

It's Friday, Friday
His name is Friday
Gotta disassociate in order to withstand it
Friday, Friday
Going down on Friday
And I am not looking forward to the outcome

So boring, so boring
(Yeah!)
And so degrading
(Yeah!)
Not fun at all
But he'll beat me if I don't pretend

Seven p.m.
I'm so sore, I could die
Working all night and staying stoned
Fun, fun, think about fun
Sex used to be fun
I hate this, I hate this
My friend is not all right
She caught something from somebody
And now she's in the hospital

Does he want a hand job?
Does he want a blow job?
Can't he make his mind up?
How much will I make?

It's Friday, Friday
Gotta go down on Friday
Gotta disassociate in order to withstand it
Friday, Friday
His name is Friday
And I am not looking forward to the outcome

So boring, so boring
(Yeah!)
And so degrading
(Yeah!)
Not fun at all
But he'll beat me if I don't pretend

Yesterday he hit me, hit me
Today he will hit me, hit me
He, he, he's so excited
He's so excited
He's gonna fuck my sister

Tomorrow is Saturday
I have to work
And Sunday
I also have to work
Sometimes, I just want my life to end

A.F.P.
Amanda Fucking Palmer
What kinda dirty bitch got a name like that?
Friday gonna smack you senseless
Upside with my Jesus necklace
You my ho, girl you know
Who is motherfucking in control?
Friday gonna get his way or you get in the hospital
Say my name, girl, Gimme little drama
Getting it off in Amanda Palmer
Take it, ho, I win this game
It’s Friday
Suck it, hooker, say my name
Bitch!

It's Friday, Friday
Gotta go down on Friday
Gotta disassociate in order to withstand it
Friday, Friday
Going down on Friday
Sometimes I think about ODing on purpose

But I have two kids
And they have no father
What would happen if I died?
It would be awful

I don't know how I can keep on living like this
But I feel like I have no alternative
And our rent went up
And I can't get health insurance
What if we're evicted?
And I can't find health insurance

I don't know how I can keep on living like this
But I feel like I have no alternative
Our rent went up
And I can't get health insurance
What if we're evicted?
And I can't get health insurance


Lyrics submitted by GrayRook

Friday song meanings
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