2 acessos
A Got some cash in my pocket, and it's burning a hole Got the boss on my back, and it's gettin' real old D A This week's been hell, but I'll party it out of my mind E A D From Friday at 5, 'till Sunday at closin' time A Ain't punchin' no clock, ain't makin' no plans Need a girl on my arm, and a beer in my hand D A I'm tight as a drum, but I'm gonna cut loose and un wind E A A/B A/C# From Friday at 5, 'till Sunday at closin' time D Got some pretty little women, waiting on me A To shake up this sleepy old town D That's one job I take seriously B E I wouldn't dream of lettin' them down A Got a call from my ex, and she's askin' for more I'm late with the rent and the wolf's at the door D A But, that's gonna be the furthest thing from my mind E A From Friday at 5, 'till Sunday at closin' time D Got some pretty little women, waiting on me A To shake up this sleepy old town D That's one job I take seriously B E I wouldn't dream of lettin' them down A It might take me all week, to get back on my feet D But, I know I'll be alright E A D From Friday at 5, 'till Sunday at closin' time A From Friday at 5 E A 'Till Sunday at closin' time