Friday
Autograph Lyrics


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Friday evening on the boulevard
All the boys hoping
That they'll met
All the girls
Standing on the street
Friday evening when
The lights come on
Everyone's in their Sunday best
Putting their purchase to the test

Friday evening on the boulevard
You can forget about the day
And you can be anyone to play
Friday evening when
The lights come on
Everyone gets their hopes up high
Reaching for the pie up in the sky

I can't wait til Friday evening
I can't wait til Friday
When the hope they live on
Becomes so bright (oh so bright)
I'll drink a toast to every Friday
(I'll drink a toast, yeah)
Friday night, whoaaoh Friday night

Friday evening on the boulevard
Everyone's wearing their disguise
Hiding the truth
That's in their eyes
Friday evening on the boulevard
When the lights come on
That's when the drink
Begins to flow
That's when the truth
Begins to show

I can't wait til Friday evening
I can't wait til Friday
When the hopes they live on
(Ba-ba-ba) Becomes (oh) so bright
I'll drink a toast to every Friday
(I'll drink a toast, yeah)
Friday night, whoaaoh Friday night
Aaaahhh

Friday [whispered]
I'm a good boy
Friday [whispered]
When the night gets hot
Friday [whispered]
On the boulevard, yeah
Friday [whispered]
I'm gonna take my shot

Whoaaoh
Friday evening on the boulevard
(Friday on the boulevard)
Friday evening on the boulevard
(Friday on the boulevard, yeah)
Friday evening on the boulevard
Whoaaoh, I'm gonna take my shot

Friday evening on the boulevard
When the night, when the night
When the night gets hot-ot-ot
Friday evening on the boulevard
Whoa




Friday evening (yeah)
On the boulevard

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Autograph's song "Friday" paint a picture of a bustling and exciting Friday evening on the boulevard. The boys are hoping to meet the girls, and everyone is dressed up in their Sunday best, putting their purchases to the test. As the lights come on, everyone's hopes get higher, reaching for that proverbial pie up in the sky. The lyrics also touch upon the idea of hiding the truth behind the facade of the different characters people portray on the boulevard, but ultimately, when the drink flows, the truth comes out, and people take their shot at having a good time.


The song seems to be an ode to the excitement and vivacity of Friday evenings, a time when people can forget about the stresses of the week and focus on having fun. The lyrics depict an almost romanticized version of Friday evenings, where anything is possible, and people can be whoever they want to be. The repetition of the phrase "I can't wait til Friday evening" serves to reinforce the idea of anticipation and builds up the excitement for the listener.


Interestingly, the repeated whisper of the word "Friday" throughout the song creates a sense of intrigue and almost secrecy, as if Friday has a special and mysterious significance that is reserved for the initiated. Overall, Autograph's "Friday" captures the essence of the anticipation and excitement of a Friday night out, where anything can happen.


Line by Line Meaning

Friday evening on the boulevard
The start of the weekend on the street where people dress their best and put their purchases to the test


All the boys hoping
Boys waiting for an opportunity to meet someone


That they'll met
They hope to meet someone special


All the girls
Girls standing on the street


Standing on the street
Girls waiting for someone to approach them


Friday evening when the lights come on
When the sun goes down and the streetlights turn on


Everyone's in their Sunday best
Everyone is dressed nicely and looking their best


Putting their purchase to the test
Wanting to show off their new purchases


You can forget about the day
You can leave the day behind and start fresh


And you can be anyone to play
You can be whoever you want to be


Everyone gets their hopes up high
Everyone is optimistic about the night


Reaching for the pie up in the sky
Everyone is striving for something bigger and better than what they currently have


I can't wait til Friday evening
Excitement for the start of the weekend


When the hope they live on becomes so bright (oh so bright)
The hope for a positive experience during the weekend becomes extremely high


I'll drink a toast to every Friday (I'll drink a toast, yeah)
Celebration of Fridays and the start of the weekend


Everyone's wearing their disguise
People are hiding their true selves with their outfit and persona


Hiding the truth that's in their eyes
People are not being honest about their true emotions


When the lights come on, that's when the drink begins to flow
When night falls, people start to drink and party


That's when the truth begins to show
Alcohol makes people more honest and revealing about their emotions and feelings


I'm a good boy
Commenting on being well-behaved during the week


When the night gets hot
When things start to get wild and exciting


On the boulevard, yeah
Specifically on this street, where people come to party


I'm gonna take my shot
I'm going to put myself out there and try to have a good time


When the night gets hot-ot-ot
Repeating the idea that when things get exciting and wild


Friday evening on the boulevard
The start of the weekend on the street where people dress their best and put their purchases to the test




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: MICHAEL ANTOINE CROOMS, JERRY DUPLESSIS, DEONGELO HOLMES, ERIC JACKSON, WYCLEF JEAN

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Comments from YouTube:

@donweathers507

HELLO FROM ALASKA 06/13/2023 3:22AM CLASSIC .....

@wrath231

I love this album! Perfect song for cruising around on a Friday evening after work!

@Lk771

R.I.P. Randy Rand.......his signature bass line in this intro.....

@Spoon101

Still kick this track up on Friday!

Nothing wrong with not letting go of your old favorites:)

@Agent1W

2:06 I love that B-B-B-B-B-B-B-Boulevard part!

@davidparr6567

Memories......1967 fastback....cruising Desoto by Whataburger....listening to a V8 rumble chirping the big 50's tapping the throttle.

@alexmustata4089

Great song, thanks for the upload cheers

@Andr3

here we go Friday!

@purplegirl1010100

Friday, where are you? You take forever to come save me.

@rickfisher1987

It's not FRIDAY until u
You clock out ! 🤘

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