I count the minutes down, every day till five o'clock I hop up in my old truck, I tear out of the parking lot Yeah, I've got big plans tonight, I've been waiting all day long It's become an old routine, yeah girl since you've been gone It's Friday, you know where I'll be Gonna stop by that old bar when I'm on my way back home Gonna fill up that old jukebox with all our favorite songs Order up a couple whiskeys, sit down in my corner Ooh, looking back, it's all that I look forward to Yeah, I know there's a dozen parties and people saying that I should go But I got a dozen reasons why I keep saying no I'm pretty busy tonight Gonna take out your old sweater, get a hint of your sweet perfume Gotta buy some of our old pictures, I gotta get to flipping through Fall in that empty bed and, and just start dreaming about it Ooh, you're looking back, it's all that I look forward to Yeah, I know it's crazy kinda sad Oh, but it feels so good to hurt this guy Gonna stop by that old bar when I'm on my way back home Gonna fill up that old jukebox with all our favorite songs There ain't no use in looking, I'll never find another you No, looking back, it's all that I look forward to Looking back, it's all that I look forward to *