Lyrics My Man Friday - Patti Page

My Man Friday
You work for Mr. Caruso
Five long days a week
Come home every night
So late and tired
You can hardly speak

I don't mind sharin' you
I know you got a job to do
But Friday at five, you better come alive
'Cause I'm comin' after you

You're, "My Man Friday"
My Man Friday

Want you all to myself
I won't share with anyone else
Friday, you'll be my man, all night long

My Man Friday
My Man Friday

I'm waitin' all week long
To get you all alone
Friday, you'll be my man, all night long

Sometimes your job in the jungle
Keeps you from my sight
You're busy bustin' your coconuts
Just to stay alive

But when the work is done
Friday, you come home
You're mine, all mine
Your money's mine
I got you all alone, and your

My Man Friday
My Man Friday

Want you all to myself
I won't share with anyone else
Friday, you'll be my man, all night long

My Man Friday
My Man Friday

I'm waitin' all week long
To get you all alone
Friday, you'll be my man, all night long

My Man Friday
My Man Friday

Want you all to myself
Won't share with anyone else
Friday, you'll be my man, all night long