Somewhere under the neon sun
There's a goodbye nine to five two for one
Little hole in the where you crawl in
To pour some longneck bottles on a short weekend
There's a blonde bartender that always remembers
My name and what I'm drinking, never asks me what I'm thinking
The cold beer's colder, the clock ticks slower
Get the monkey off your back and the weight off your shoulders
Girls coming over gonna take another shot
Dance floor spinning like the needle on the jukebox
From my Friday night point of view
The world looks better, world looks better on barstool
The game's always on E-S-P-N
A buncha out of towner bachelorettes walk in
The whole bar stops and just like that
I'm sending Bama slammers to the table in the back
And the cold beer's colder, the clock ticks slower
Get the monkey off your back and the weight off your shoulders
Girls coming over gonna take another shot
Dance floor spinning like the needle on the jukebox
From my Friday night point of view
The world looks better, world looks better on barstool
My boys are shooting pool but I ain't getting off this stool
Cause the best seat in the house is where I'm sitting now
Cause the cold beer's colder, the clock ticks slower
Get the monkey off your back and the weight off your shoulders
Girls coming over gonna take another shot
Dance floor spinning like the needle on the jukebox
From my Friday night point of view
The world looks better, world looks be