Yeah, you're a natural You gotta be so cold A beating heart of stone To make it in this world Living your life cutthroat That's the price you pay Leave behind your heartache, cast away Just another product of today

And I'll be crushin' it Every week has a weekend By this time Friday night I'll be done with my third can Of cold Bud Light I'll be crushin' it Yeah, I'll be crushin' it Oh, I'll be crushin' it I sure could use an attaboy

Yeah we all, yeah we all got a reason to drink 'Cause somebody somewhere's gettin' married today And somebody's home team, they just won state And some old boy's girl just left him If that's you, raise your hand, I got your next one Some of y'all just

And that's why I, I, I, I, Oh, I love that little girl of mine This little girl of mine Do you know that this little girl of mine Wella, oh yeah I want you people to know I take her everywhere I go One day I looked at my suit

And I'll be crushin' it Every week has a weekend By this time Friday night I'll be done with my third can Of cold Bud Light I'll be crushin' it Yeah, I'll be crushin' it Oh, I'll be crushin' it I sure could use an attaboy

And I'll be crushin' it Every week has a weekend By this time Friday night I'll be done with my third can Of cold Bud Light I'll be crushin' it Yeah, I'll be crushin' it Oh, I'll be crushin' it I sure could use an attaboy

I've been on the grind tryna find my way People come and go but I'ma be the one to stay People tell me I should let my light get away Heaven knows that I'm gonna make it one day People come and go but I'ma be the one to stay (yeah) We gon' let this shit

And I'll be crushin' it Every week has a weekend By this time Friday night I'll be done with my third can Of cold Bud Light I'll be crushin' it Yeah, I'll be crushin' it Oh, I'll be crushin' it I sure could use an attaboy

You tell me all day that you're lonely But show me show me show me tonight, yeah Then show me, you got to you got to show me Girl show me, you got to you got to show me No I won't think you're easy, no I won't think you're fast Your eyes saying please me

Sunday, bloody Sunday (Sunday, bloody Sunday) How long must we sing this song? How long? How long 'cause tonight we can be as one (Yeah, let's go) Sunday, bloody Sunday (Sunday, bloody Sunday)