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Every week has a weekend, and every week has a weekend
By this time friday night, yeah it s been a long time, i ll be done with my third can of cold bud light
that i was gonna probably wind up somewhere near the bottom
Every weekend s a weekend, by this time friday night
you re up on the ladder when it shatters into smithereens
smash it on my forehead
i was never gonna be the best and brightest guy around
Since i hit one out of the park or nailed it as they say, i ll be crushin it
You re up on the ladder when it shatters into smithereens, i ll be crushin it, and i ll be crushin it
I ll be done with my third can, with a cold one in my other hand Paisley, since i hit one out of the park or nailed it as they say
I was never gonna be the best and brightest guy around, every week has a weekend
I ll be crushin it, you know the ones she framed late last spring of you and her in florida Crushin', cause every week has a weekend
I ll be crushin it, i ll be crushin it, since i hit one out of the park or nailed it as they say
Every weekend s a weekend, i ll be done with my third can of cold bud light
Yeah i got this, i ll be done with my third can
that i was gonna probably wind up somewhere near the bottom
You want a margarita, yeah i got this, i d love to hear you re killing it
That i was gonna probably wind up somewhere near the bottom, i was never gonna be the best and brightest guy around Brad, cause every week has a weekend
Of cold bud light, smash it on my forehead, walking past them gothic columns
she shakes her head
that i was gonna probably wind up somewhere near the bottom
Looks at you and says, but like the great george freakin strait, cause every week has a weekend