Lyrics of
Friday

7am, waking up in the morning
Gotta be fresh, gotta go downstairs
Gotta have my bowl, gotta have cereal
Seein everything, the time is goin
Tickin on and on, everybodys rushin
Gotta get down to the bus stop
Gotta catch my bus, I see my friends (My friends)
Kickin in the front seat
Sittin in the back seat
Gotta make my mind up
Which seat can I take?

Its Friday, Friday
Gotta get down on Friday
Everybodys lookin forward to the weekend, weekend
Friday, Friday
Gettin down on Friday
Everybodys lookin forward to the weekend
Partyin, partyin (Yeah)
Partyin, partyin (Yeah)
Fun, fun, fun, fun
Lookin forward to the weekend
(And thats it throughout the song)