I Sure Could Use An "attaboy" Or A Big Old High Five
I′d Love To Hear, "You're Killing It, Dude", Yeah, It′s Been A Long Time
Since I Hit One Out Of The Park Or Nailed It, As They SayI Guess I've Been In A Dry Spell, But That's About To Change

′Cause Every Week Has A Weekend
By This Time Friday Night
I′ll Be Done With My Third Can
Of Cold Bud Light

And I'll Be Crushin′ It
Yeah, I'll Be Crushin′ It

They Say You're A Big Man ′cause You Told Her That You'd Hang Some Pictures For Her
You Know, The Ones She Framed Late Last Spring Of You And Her In Florida
You're Up On The Ladder When It Shatters Into Smithereens
She Shakes Her Head And Looks At You And Says, "Ain′t You Good For Anything?"

And You Say
Every Week Has A Weekend
By This Time Friday Night
You Want A Margarita
I′ll Get Tequila And Ice

And I'll Be Crushin′ It
With A Cold One In My Other Hand
I'll Be Crushin′ It
When I'm Finished With My Can
I Can Stomp It With My Boot
Crunch It With My Fist
Smash It On My Forehead, Yeah, I Got This
I′ll Be Crushin' It
Oh, I'll Be Crushin′ It, Oh-oh

I Figured This Out In College, Walking Past Them Gothic Columns
That I Was Gonna Probably Wind Up Somewhere, Mmm, Near The Bottom
I Was Never Gonna Be The Best And Brightest Guy Around
But Like The Great George Freakin′ Straight, I'm A King Of Getting Unwound

And Every Week Has A Weekend
By This Time Friday Night
I′ll Be Done With My Third Can
Of Cold Bud Light

And I'll Be Crushin′ It (every Week Has A Weekend)
Yeah, I'll Be Crushin′ It (this Time Friday Night)
Oh, I'll Be Crushin' It (I′ll Be Done With My Third Can)
Oh, I′ll Be Crushin' It (of Cold Bud Light)
And I′ll Be Crushin' It (hey, Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey)
I′ll Be Crushin' It (hey, Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey)