Friday Lyrics

(Quatro-Tuckey)
Friday's got her mind on lovin'
Her evil eyes are on you, boy
It promises to be a nightime
Of uninterrupted joy...joy...joy
What's she doing. Who's she s*******
Leave it up to Friday. She's anyone's wife
What's she doing. Who's she s*******
Gonna be a lover for the rest of her life
At fourteen you were such a sweet thing
You helped your mama with the chores
But now you find you're independence
And got what you're looking for

What's she doing. Who's she s*******
Leave it up to Friday. She's anyone's wife
What's she doing. Who's she s*******
Gonna be a lover for the rest of her life