Friday night, the end of my working week
I'm gonna call my lady, take her for a bite to eat
I know this place, just on down the line
Where the food is good, and the liquor is fine
Oh, it ain't fancy, just a small little country place
Where my baby can get something to eat, you know
And ole Douglas I can have a little taste
Mr. Bartender, send me a beer
It's Friday night, I'm gonna spread good cheer
And with your dinner, I'd like a glass of wine
I'm gonna sit on back and have an epicurial good time
Hey baby, is that a frown I see on your face?
No, no, no, no, no, let's not have no trouble
I just come here for a little taste
And after dinner, I think I'll enjoy a brandy
But I'll be smart and keep water handy
And after that, I'll have me a little bit of bourbon
Because conversation at my table is real disturbin'
Say baby, why you got a frown on your face?
Baby, it's Friday night and I just come here for a little taste
Mr. Bartender, I think I'll have a rum
'Cause being with this woman sure ain't no fun
And you can back that up with a shot of scotch
I might even get lucky and move up a notch
I just can't stand that frown on your face
Here you on my case, and I just came for a little taste
Just a little taste, that's all, that's all
Mr Bartender, would you send me a tequila?
Had a partner in California tell me that stuff can heal ya'
But if you drink that worm what you gonna do?
Fall on my knees and crawl away from you
You always on my case
Mr. Bartender, one more taste in your place
Maybe I can forget her face
Hey Sonny, call me a cab this evening