It's Friday, happy Friday,
Suits are resting.
It's Friday, sweet Friday,
Men pull off their ties.
It's Friday, jolly Friday,
Ladies join their kids.
It's Friday, joyful Friday,
Families know reunion.
It's Friday, blissful Friday,
Earners watch their accounts swell.
It's Friday, cheery Friday,
Officers shut their gates.
It's Friday, ecstatic Friday,
Inns open their arms.
It's Friday, still Friday,
Workers cry- RELIEF.
It's Friday, yes Friday,
And its evening- Hurray.
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