It's a quarter past eleven on a Friday
We'll be meeting on a Friday afternoon

All around me I can see smiling faces
They may know I'm gonna see you very soon

My head's so light
I'm feeling flying as I'm getting close to you

All the week I've been through hell here at the office
But today we'll have a Friday rendezvous

We'll be enjoying a few drinks this happy hour
The world outside don't seem to be so cruel

My head's so light
It feels so groovy cos I'm sitting next to you

Every night I think to myself, how I need you
Every day my love's growing for you
I can't hide, I can't hide it now

I've been waiting for three hours on this Friday
Neither called me nor did she give a poor excuse

I'm afraid to admit that I've lost her forever
There won't be another Friday afternoon

I feel so sad
I should've known the bird would take me for a ride
And she has taken me for a ride
Wanna die, wanna die

That means for me and for Friday, goodbye