James Robert Webb - Gentlemen Start Your Weekends

You can feel it in the air, man, this work week's all but done
There's excitement everywhere, the boys have got their horses and they're ready to run
It's a quarter to five, and we're coming alive
Yeah, 3, 2, 1 let's go
cnd when that whistle blows
You punch it like ya caught a white flag coming off pit row

Gentlemen, Start Your Weekends
I've got that finally Friday feeling
That I've been needing
So fire those engines up
Let's have a little fun
cll the folks like us are dying to feel that thunder roar
It's what we're living for
Gentlemen, Start Your Weekends

We got our new boots on
cbout to put a dent in that payday money
Hearts revving along
Just got a green light from a hometown honey
cnd she's sliding over, gets a little closer
Says “Take me out for a spin.”
It's time to show her what's under the hood
Headed to a little juke joint way back in the woods

Gentlemen, Start Your Weekends
I've got that finally Friday feeling
That I've been needing
So fire those engines up
Let's have a little fun
cll the folks like us are dying to feel that thunder roar
It's what we're living for
Gentlemen, Start Your Weekends

She's got that '84 Corvette red dress on
She's hotter than a Bristol pistol
Boy's I'm as good as gone

Gentlemen, Start Your Weekends
I've got that finally Friday feeling
That I've been needing
So fire those engines up
Let's have a little fun
cll the folks like us are dying to feel that thunder roar
It's what we're living for
So put the top down, goggles on
Push the pedal to the floor
Gentlemen, Start Your Weekends

Gentlemen, Start Your Weekends

G-G-G-Gentlemen, Start Your Weekends

Weekends, Weekends, Weekends

Written by:
Alex Dooley, James Robert Webb

Publisher:
Lyrics © Exploration Group LLC

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