Even the alarm clock seems to know it and sings rather cheerfully,
People seem to be happier- the girl next door carries a wide smile,
You go to work and your deadlines seem to melt away with all your other troubles,
Life seems to be a walk in the clouds- Ah its a Friday after all- A temporary end to all our troubles.
Some say Sunday is god's day but then I feel its Friday,
When the whole world conspires to make sure you have a blast
A whistle on your lips and a song on the side
Ah there is definitely something about A Friday.
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