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Friday night, I'm on my way home They oughta make work a crime I'm home for the weekend I'm gonna make the most of my time There's a rock and roll singer on the television Giving up his music, gonna take up religion 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 Ma The big break better happen soon 'Cause I'm pushing twenty-one Just like Cinderella When she couldn't go to the ball A voice said, "I'm your fairy manager You shall play the Carnegie Hall" I gotta give up my day job To become a heartthrob I may go far if I smash my guitar Letras de cancionesAway 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 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 From Letras Mania