Sweet Dream

Sweet dreams Friday morning and all my work is done I've packed my bags, I'm on the run I got a feeling that I'm gonna have some Fun in the sun with my friends, and he's got me going Whoops now, sorry I can't go Whoops now, sorry I can't go Whoops now, sorry I can't go Sorry I can't, sorry I can't go now Friday noon and my boss is on the phone He's tellin' me that I can't leave home An extra hand at work is what he called for He said, we need you here, tell my friends I'm going Whoops now, sorry I can't go Whoops now, sorry I can't go Whoops now, sorry I can't go I don't know why my job has called me in Whoops now, sorry I can't go Whoops now, sorry I can't go Whoops now, sorry I can't go I don't know why my job has called me It makes no difference if you love work or not If you dream your weekend, hand on a door knob Out with your friends, have fun in the sun now That's when the phone rings Friday evening and I'm all alone at home I know my friends are having fun I'll plan my weekend, damn it, leave the machine on Next time he calls, he'll hear my voice sayin' loud and clear Whoops now, sorry I can't go Whoops now, sorry I can't go Whoops now, sorry I can't go I'm out having fun in the sun with my friends Whoops now, sorry I can't go Whoops now, sorry I can't go Whoops now, sorry I can't go I'm out having fun in the sun with my friends With my friends, with my friends With my friends Will and Estelle, Tina and Moody Ken and Nancy, Lynette and Tony, oh, oh, oh Lisa and Jimmy, Gwen and Julie Kimble and Josie, Tish and Michael, oh, oh, oh Karen and Terry, Betta and Katie Don and Kevin, Ricardo and Puffy, oh, oh, oh Come on you, guys, Anguila here we come Here we come now to the restaurants For some lobster and some sleeping And some you know what else? I don't have to say it You know Tiddlywinks, what? I like that part too Okay, okay, oops