[Intro]
[?], be free
Ouch!

[Verse 1]
Woke up on a Saturday, uh
With the pain inside of me
The pain was worse inside of me
Just waitin' to be said
So I got the band together
To make my song together
The melody was whatever
But I was feelin' better
Sunday in the studio (Studio)
The beat's a little crude-io (Crude-io)
Good enough for radio
But radio is dead
Monday we will mix it (Mix it)
Our manager was listenin' (Listenin')
[Little-?] better
Practically masturbating
Tuesday to the label head
Set label headset
"Boy's, it's a hit!"
"This song's the shit"
[Pre-Chorus 1]
Wednesday went to Spotify
And got our song online
When it'll be just fine
Thursday went for Chinese food
And then next thing we knew
We heard the news

[Chorus]
"New Music Friday" (New Music Friday)
"New Music Friday", I'll be Rhythm & Blues
"New Music Friday" (New Music Friday)
Six million views (Ooh-hoo)

[Verse 2]
Saturday was the concert
So many faces I've never seen before
The party went to Sunday
But the label still wanted more
Monday we were ridin'
But the hits just wouldn't come (Ayo!)
But Tuesday we start fightin'
And Collin couldn't play the drums

[Pre-Chorus 2]
But Wednesday, we're realizin'
Dreams don't last this long
By Thursday we'd be gone
We were a Throwback Thursday, Throwback Thursday
[Chorus]
"New Music Friday" (New Music Friday)
"New Music Friday", I'll be Rhythm & Blues
"New Music Friday" (New Music Friday)
Six million views
Six million views

[Outro]
I want one, I want two
I want six million views
I want four, I want five
I want six million views
We wrote this song in seconds flat