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DFriday night, I'm Gon my way FhomFe
They Doughta make work a crime
I'm home for the GweekenFd
I'm gonna Dmake the most of my time
There's a Grock-and-roll singer Fon the televisioDn
Giving Gup his music, gonna Ftake up religioDn
Deserted rock and roll
To try to save his soul
Saturday night, gotta gig with the band
Playing the electric guitar
Someday I'm gonna make it
Gonna be a super-duper-star
Get a flashy car
And a house for my mum
The big break better happen soon
'Cause I'm pushing twenty-one
GJust like Cinderella
When she just couldn't Ebgo to the ball C
A voice said, "GI'm your fairy manager
You shallEb play at CCarnegie Hall."
G Gotta give upEb my day Cjob
G To becoEbme a heartCthrob
G I mEbay go faCr if IG sEbmash my guitDarD D D D D D
Away for the weekend
I've gotta play some one-night stands
Six for the tax man, and one for the band
Back in the studio to make our latest number one
Take two-hundred-and-seventy-six
You know, this used to be fun
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Monday morning, I just got home
Six and the birds are singing
I need a drink and my clothes are wet
Ooh, and my ears are still ringing
There's a rock and roll singer boppin' on the TV
He used to be a preacher, but now he sings in a major key
Amended his decision to the new religion
Deserted Rock and roll to try to save his soul
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