# Fuck It *Country Rock / Female Singer* **Verse 1** I'm thirty-four and running hard, Still can't seem to get that far, Bills stacked high on the kitchen floor, Don't know what I'm fighting for. Boss man's got another boat, I'm just trying to stay afloat, Clock keeps ticking, rent comes due, Same old story, same old blues. **Chorus** So fuck it, it's a Friday night, Got a cold beer and neon lights, Ain't crying over yesterday, Those tears all washed away. Fuck it, let the jukebox play, Let tomorrow wait another day, Roll the windows down and laugh at that, Hell yeah, that's that. **Verse 2** Worked my fingers to the bone, Still feel broke when I get home, Everybody's got advice, Nobody's paying my price. Got a little smoke and a little Jack, Trying to keep my spirit intact, The world's on fire, what can you do? Tonight I'm choosing me over you. **Chorus** So fuck it, it's a Friday night, Got a cold beer and neon lights, Ain't crying over yesterday, Those tears all washed away. Fuck it, let the jukebox play, Let tomorrow wait another day, Roll the windows down and laugh at that, Hell yeah, that's that. **Bridge** I'm tired of running in circles, Tired of carrying all this weight, Maybe I ain't got the answers, But they can wait. **Final Chorus** So fuck it, raise 'em up tonight, For every dream still out of sight, We'll keep dancing through the pain, Till the sun comes up again. Fuck it, if the road gets long, We'll sing another outlaw song, One more round and tip your hat, Hell yeah... that's that. **Outro** Thirty-four and still standing tall, Maybe I ain't lost it all, Friday night, the band's still on, And somehow I'll carry on. 🍺
