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

© by Noreen bailey 30/12/2005