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    Sometimes I feel like I'm slippin' in the same old shit.
    Dead end job any day I'm gonna quit.
    Home by seven by eleven I'm ready to crash,
    This mean old world keeps knockin' me on my ass.

    Countin' down the days to friday night.
    By the end of the week I think I've earned the right
    To get a little drunk, get a little stoned
    Catch a good buzz to my favorite song
    Go a little crazy, get a little numb
    Raise a glass, bang my head to the beat of the drums.

    Monday morning showed up way to soon
    Can't call in sick you know I've got a job to do
    I can dream all day about living in paradise
    Well there ain't know use in wishing for a different life.

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    Countin' down the days to friday night.
    By the end of the week I think I've earned the right
    To get a little drunk, get a little stoned
    Catch a good buzz to my favorite song
    Go a little crazy, get a little numb
    Raise a glass, bang my head to the beat of the drums.
    Beat of the drums...

    Countin' down the days to friday night
    By the end of the week I think I've earned the right
    To get a little drunk, get a little stoned
    Catch a good buzz to my favorite song
    Go a little crazy, get a little numb
    Raise a glass, bang my head

    Get a little drunk, get a little stoned
    Catch a good buzz to my favorite song
    Go a little crazy, get a little numb
    Raise a glass, bang my head
    Get a little drunk, get a little stoned
    Catch a good buzz to my favorite song
    Go a little crazy, get a little numb
    Raise a glass, bang my head to the beat
    Of the drums, beat of the drums

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