Song | T.G.I.F. |
Artist | Lonestar |
Album | Let's Be Us Again |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Written:Richie Mcdonald/Philip Douglas/Ron Harbin | |
Monday was a bummer, Tuesday was another day | |
They could've left outta the week | |
Wednesday nearly got me, Thursday all but stopped me | |
I was broken down and beat | |
But I started feelin' strong when Friday finally came along | |
Chorus | |
T.G.I.F. know what that means | |
Get down to the beach A.S.A.P. | |
Yeah, there's gonna be a party goin' all weekend | |
Polynesian Polly and her parrothead friends | |
Gonna stay until there's not a pina colada left…T.G.I.F. | |
Yeah, there ain't no stoppin' once the band starts rockin' | |
With those shaker thangs and big steel drums | |
Don't worry half as much about the tide risin' up | |
As we do 'bout getting low on rum | |
So bury me in the sand, put a frozen drink in my hand | |
Repeat Chorus |
Written: Richie Mcdonald Philip Douglas Ron Harbin | |
Monday was a bummer, Tuesday was another day | |
They could' ve left outta the week | |
Wednesday nearly got me, Thursday all but stopped me | |
I was broken down and beat | |
But I started feelin' strong when Friday finally came along | |
Chorus | |
T. G. I. F. know what that means | |
Get down to the beach A. S. A. P. | |
Yeah, there' s gonna be a party goin' all weekend | |
Polynesian Polly and her parrothead friends | |
Gonna stay until there' s not a pina colada left T. G. I. F. | |
Yeah, there ain' t no stoppin' once the band starts rockin' | |
With those shaker thangs and big steel drums | |
Don' t worry half as much about the tide risin' up | |
As we do ' bout getting low on rum | |
So bury me in the sand, put a frozen drink in my hand | |
Repeat Chorus |
Written: Richie Mcdonald Philip Douglas Ron Harbin | |
Monday was a bummer, Tuesday was another day | |
They could' ve left outta the week | |
Wednesday nearly got me, Thursday all but stopped me | |
I was broken down and beat | |
But I started feelin' strong when Friday finally came along | |
Chorus | |
T. G. I. F. know what that means | |
Get down to the beach A. S. A. P. | |
Yeah, there' s gonna be a party goin' all weekend | |
Polynesian Polly and her parrothead friends | |
Gonna stay until there' s not a pina colada left T. G. I. F. | |
Yeah, there ain' t no stoppin' once the band starts rockin' | |
With those shaker thangs and big steel drums | |
Don' t worry half as much about the tide risin' up | |
As we do ' bout getting low on rum | |
So bury me in the sand, put a frozen drink in my hand | |
Repeat Chorus |