Compilation Series - Livin' It Up (Friday Night) lyrics

Up in the morning at six o'clock Head for the city Turn on the music, the radio Nobody's hurrying Day after day Slaving away, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Punching the time I'm late again Sneak in the back way I count the hours, minutes too So glad it's Friday Jump in my ride It's Friday night Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Livin' it up, livin' it up Oh, yeah, Friday night Livin' it up, livin' it up at last Living it up, livin' it up Oh, yeah, Friday night Livin' it up, livin' it up at last Only on a Friday Never on a Sunday Never on a Monday Same situation every day Some kind of voodoo Same complications Stand in the way Nowhere to run to My mind is dreaming I'm somewhere else Can't seem to shake it I miss the feeling Having fun No way to fake it Jump in my ride It's Friday night Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Livin' it up, livin' it up Oh, yeah, Friday night Livin' it up, livin' it up at last Living it up, livin' it up Oh, yeah, Friday night Livin' it up, livin' it up at last Living it up Living it up, oh, yeah Living it up Living it up at last Living it up Living it up, oh, yeah Living it up Living it up at last Livin' it up, livin' it up Oh, yeah, Friday night Livin' it up, livin' it up at last Living it up, livin' it up Oh, yeah, Friday night Livin' it up, livin' it up at last Living it up, living it up Oh, yeah, Friday night