I love my Fridays, warm and sweet
I love them when I'm in the street
I love them when I'm snug at home
I love them when I'm out to roam
I burst with joy at Friday's dawn
Its rays of sun upon the lawn
Make me shout and sing with glee
Goodbye work-week, soon I'm free!
Just one more day strapped in my seat
And then there will be something neat
The stale and rancid office air
Will be left behind, and I don't care
Fridays make me happy, see
Coz at the end I will be free
To prance and sing and celebrate
So hurry Friday, don't be late!