Five days running on autopilot Work, eat, sleep, repeat I'm countin' down the minutes 'til Friday night Just doing what we didn't get to do all week There's a neon sign and a welcome mat A bar in the front and a band in the back Step inside if you might like the sound of that Drummer-thump-thump like Monday's never coming Line em up, throw 'em back Life is hard and that's a fact When you don't get what you wish for Or find what you fish for Line 'em up and throw 'em back She's got his picture all tore to bits Laying there on the floor And he don't know what he's about to miss But she ain't little miss, missing him no more She's got them high heels on Got that blonde hair bleached A little black dress with who knows what underneath There's a whole lot more other fish in the sea But tonight she's gonna play a little catch and release Line em up, throw 'em back Life is hard and that's a fact When youse don't get what you wish for Or find what you fish for Line 'em up and throw 'em back Line em up, throw 'em back Life is hard, that's a fact When you don't get what you wish for Or find what you fish for Line 'em up Line 'em up and throw 'em back Life is hard, that's a fact When you don't get what you wish for Or find what you fish for Line 'em up Throw 'em back