Well, it's friday night
And I'm working late
I really hate this job
I'm gonna miss my date

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I'm bound to work every day of life my life
Till the day that I die.
Oh, I would really like to pack my bags
'N' tell my folks goodbye.

I got so much to do
And yet so little time.
I'd like to see the world
But I ain't got no dime.

[Chorus]

[Solo]

I met a gal last week
She is, oh, so fine
If I just had some dough
I would 've made her mine.

[Chorus]

'N' my dad said: Son,
Don't you understand
You really should be proud
To serve your fatherland

[Chorus]

[Solo]

When I am old and grey
And got lots of time
I guess I would go back
To that job of mine.

[Chorus] 3x

Courtesy of Charles Verrijt