It's seven a.m. gonna see my friends
at the bus stop way downstairs
Gotta have my bowl and my cereal
And a handful of grease in my hair

The time is tickin' and everybody's rushin'
And I gotta take the bus to school
My old man's madder than an ol' wet hen
Cause this song makes me look like a fool

(Chorus)
Don't give me none of your angry death threats
I'm just tryin' to sing my song
Saturday night's alright for fighting
But Friday's when I get it on
I can't decide what seat I should take
My best friend is on my right
'Cause Friday night's the night I like
Friday night's alright, alright, alright


Well we're drivin' down the highway gonna hit the gas
I'm looking for a time to fly and cruise real fast
I'd be passin' by the school bus wit' a car on my side
I might be switchin' lanes so I can check my time

A couple of the sounds that I sing like
Sound more like a monkey in a motorbike
I'm a spoiled little rich kid with an auto-tune
Whose music video was removed last June

Don't give me none of your angry death threats
I just wanna sing my song
Saturday night's alright for fighting
But Friday's when I get it on
I can't decide what seat I should take
My best friend is on my right
'Cause Friday night's the night I like
Friday night's alright, alright, alright

Don't give me none of your angry death threats
I told you that I'm through with this song
Friday might be a really catchy tune
But Rebecca Black is no Elton John
Get about as oiled as a diesel train
Gonna set this dance alight
'Cause Friday night's the night I like
Partyin' Partyin' Yeah, Yeah Yeah


Friday, Friday, Friday
Gotta get, down on, Friday,

Looking for, ward to the, we-ek end
Fun Fun Fun

Friday, Friday, Friday
Gotta get, down on, Friday

Looking for, ward to the, we-ek end
Fun Fun Fun