Its Friday

It’s Friday

Its Friday morning lets shout hooray
Today’s the day we get to play
What sets it out from the rest?
It’s the last day before we get a rest

Tonight I’ll go shopping
To spend what I’ve earned
Pushing and shoving
Oh when will we learn?

The stores are so busy
We bump and we bang
Get out of my way
You brazen young man

You trod on my toe
My goodness that hurt
Did you do that on purpose?
Just so you could flirt

Men should be banished
From all of the shops
Their hands should be tied
And their mouths should be locked

Us women were born with a bag in our hand
Radar for brains, and the strength of a man
So when Friday comes round we will be at it again
Moaning and groaning and dodging the rain
© Written by Noreen bailey 30/12/2005