(Eb)I don’t care if (Ab)Mon day’s blue.

(Eb)Tues day’s grey and (Bb)Wednes day, too.

(Cm)Thurs day, I don’t (Ab)care a bout you.

It’s Fri day, I’m in love.

(Eb)Mon day, you can (Ab)fall a part.

(Eb)Tues day, Wednes day, (Bb)break my heart.

Oh, Thurs day does n’t (Ab)e ven start.

It’s Fri day, I’m in (Bb)love.

(Ab)Sat ur day, (Bb)wait.

(Cm)Sun day al ways (Ab)comes too late.

But (Eb)Fri day, nev er (Bb)hes i tate.

(Eb)I don’t care if (Ab)Mon day’s black, (Eb)Tues day, Wednes day, (Bb)heart at tack.

(Cm)Thurs day, nev er (Ab)look ing back.

It’s Fri day, I’m in (Bb)love.

(Eb)I don’t care if (Ab)Mon day’s black, (Eb)Tues day, Wednes day, (Bb)heart at tack.

(Cm)Thurs day, nev er (Ab)look ing back.

It’s Fri day, I’m in (Bb)love.

(Eb)Mon day, you can (Ab)hold your head.

(Eb)Tues day, Wednes day, (Bb)stay in bed.

Or Thurs day, watch the (Ab)walls in stead.

It’s Fri day, I’m in (Bb)love.

(Ab)Sat ur day, (Bb)wait.

(Cm)Sun day al ways (Ab)comes too late.

But (Eb)Fri day, nev er (Bb)hes i tate.

Dressed up to the (Db)eyes, it’s a won der ful sur prise to see your (Bb)shoes and your spir its rise.

Throw out your (Db)frown and just smile at the sound.

Sleek as a (Bb)shriek, spin ning round and round.

Al ways take a big (Db)bite, it’s such a gor geous sight to see you (Bb)eat in the mid dle of the night.

If you can’t get e (Db)nough, e nough of this (Eb)stuff, it’s Fri day, (Bb)I’m in love.

(Eb)I don’t care if (Ab)Mon day’s blue.

(Eb)Tues day’s grey and (Bb)Wednes day, too.

(Cm)Thurs day, I don’t (Ab)care a bout you.

It’s Fri day, I’m in (Bb)love.

(Eb)Mon day, you can (Ab)fall a part.

(Eb)Tues day, Wendes day (Bb)break my heart.

(Cm)Thurs day does n’t (Ab)e ven start.

It’s Fri day, I’m in (Bb)love.