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