Interpret:

Bowling for Soup

Album:

Lunch. Drunk. Love.

Dedication, my occupation 
What the fuckin' fuck am I thinking
Everyone's drinking now I'm sinking
counting 182
lights are blinking on the screen


No sh*t as a matter of fact
I wish I would have dropped down wish I hada slacked
But I stayed in school with mediocre grades
While everybody else was out gettin' laid


Chorus:
Still at work on a Friday night
All my friends are getting fucked up 
(right about now)
Seven beers down and starting fights 
Everyone I know is getting fucked up, 
Right about now.
Right about now. 
Right about now.




Adulteration it's an infliction 
That's whats at the bar it's what I'm missing
A new cocuntion 
would get me hopping
But I'm here working
so i can buy a new jet ski




No sh*t as a matter of fact
I wish I would have dropped down wish I hada slacked
But I stayed in school got married way too young
And when you get your jet ski can I come alone?


Chorus:
Still at work on a Friday night
All my friends are getting fucked up 
(right about now)
Seven beers down and starting fights 
Everyone I know is getting fucked up, 
Right about now.
Right about now. 
Right about now.


Still at work on the Friday nights
Seven beers down and starting fights 
Everyone I know is getting fucked up, 
Right about now.
Right about now. 
Right about now.