FRIDAY NIGHT FAMOUS
Written By Christopher Mason / Misty Mae Mason

Monday through Thursday
I'm a steel-toe boot blur
Punchin' that clock
And puttin' in work
Boss don't know me
Bank don't care
But there's a little place outside town
And everybody knows me there

Soon as that jukebox lights up
Everything changes

I'm Friday night famous
From the neon to the parking lot
Got a line of pretty girls
Tryin' to see what I got
I ain't ever been on television
But every girl in here knows my name
But when that steel guitar starts singin'
I'm somebody tonight
Come Monday mornin'
They won't know my name
But from eight o'clock till closin' time
I'm runnin' this whole dang thing
Yeah, I might be nobody
The rest of the week, but
I'm Friday night famous

Bartender slides me
The usual round
Somebody hollers
"Hey, play that one now"
Got a corner of the floor
Worn smooth by my boots
And every two-step regular
Knows exactly what I do

I'm Friday night famous
From the neon to the parking lot
Got a line of pretty girls
Tryin' to see what I got
I ain't ever been on television
But every girl in here knows my name
But when that steel guitar starts singin'
I'm somebody tonight
Come Monday mornin'
They won't know my name
But from eight o'clock till closin' time
I'm runnin' this whole dang thin g
Yeah, I might be nobody
The rest of the week, but
I'm Friday night famous

Yeah, when that steel guitar starts singin'
I'm Friday night famous