Half past four and I'm makin' my way out the door Clockin' my hours, I can't stand it anymore A dance card's waitin' to be filled Down at Barney's Bar and Grill Itchin' to throw on my jeans and cologne, 'cause it's Time to call it Friday night It won't be long 'fore the chips and the salsa are gone The jukebox is spinnin' the tunes, and we're singin' along The waitress keeps our glasses filled Down at Barney's Bar and Grill Shakin' the week away, watchin' the grownups play Time to call it Friday night (Bridge/B-section) Friends are like fam'ly on Friday night 'cept maybe for that girl that keeps catchin' my eye Maybe if I play it right She'll be the dance I dance tonight Makin' some moves, groovin' the grooves Findin' some fun on Friday night It's pretty much Saturday mornin', the Grill's closin' down Chairs are up on the tables, Barney's kickin' us out Sunday I'll be sleepin' in Monday hard at work again 'til we're hittin' the replay when we get to payday, and it's Time to Call it Friday night Hittin' the replay, when we get to payday Time to call it Friday night