Verse 1DG
I sure could use an attaboy or a big old high five
DG
I'd love to hear "you're killing it, dude", yeah it's bit a long time
DG
Since I hit one out of the park or nailed it as they say
A
I guess I've been in a dry spell but that's about to change
ChorusDGDA
Cause every week has a weekend, by this time Friday night
DGDA
I'll be done with my third can of cold Bud Light
DGDG
And I'll be crushin' it, yeah I'll be crushin' it
Verse 2DG
They say your baby's mad cause you told her that you'd hang some pictures for her
DG
You know the ones she framed late last spring of you and her in Florida
DG
You're up on the ladder when it shatters into smithereens
D
She shakes her head, looks at you and says
G
"Ain't you good for anything?" and you say
ChorusDGDA
Cause every week has a weekend, by this time Friday night
DGDA
You want a margarita, Ill get tequila and ice
DG
And I'll be crushin' it, with a cold one in my other hand
DG
I'll be crushin' it, when I'm finished with my can
DG
I can stomp it with my boot, crunch it with my fist
DG
Smash it on my forehead, yeah I got this
DG
I'll be crushin' it, oh I'll be crushin' it
InstrumentalD-G x4
Verse 3DG
I figured this out in college, walking past them Gothic columns
DG
That I was gonna probably wind up somewhere near the
DG
I was never gonna be the best and brightest guy around
DG
But like the great George freakin Straight, I'm the king of getting unwound
ChorusDGDA
Cause every week has a weekend, by this time Friday night
DGDA
You want a margarita, Ill get tequila and ice
DG
And I'll be crushin' it, with a cold one in my other hand
DG
I'll be crushin' it, when I'm finished with my can
DG
I can stomp it with my boot, crunch it with my fist
DG
Smash it on my forehead, yeah I got this
DG
I'll be crushin' it, oh I'll be crushin' it
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