(Ira Dean/David Lee Murphy/Kim Tribble)

To me twelve months is a long, long time
Someone suddenly changed their mind,
You were sendin' out,
Now it's just too late
But I won't one night of sleep,
Worrying about what was mean't to be
Yeah, 'cause leavin'
Is just a reason to celebrate

I'm on a mission, I got a cause
I'm gonna hit every rockin' little honky-tonk bar,
An' the way I'm thinkin',
It oughta be against the law
Gonna see what kinda trouble I can find,
I'm on a head-on collision with a real good time
I'm on a mission,
And it's all about forgettin' tonight

Forty-hour week and I'm out the door,
Seems like all I've been workin' for,
Is that time when I can finallyjust cut loose
I got a few good friends and they're waitin' to go
Just gimme some time to change my clothes
Till Monday mornin', there ain't nothin' I gotta do

I'm on a mission, I got a cause
I'm gonna hit every rockin' little honky-tonk bar,
An' the way I'm thinkin',
It oughta be against the law
Gonna see what kinda trouble I can find,
I'm on a head-on collision with a real good time
I'm on a mission,
And it's all about forgettin' tonight, that's right

Ain't worried 'bout a five-day, no sleep, business week, no escape, workin' girl blues
Yeah, I'm a-just doin' what any other modern-day, American woman might do

I'm on a mission, I got a cause
I'm gonna hit every rockin' little honky-tonk bar,
An' the way I'm thinkin',
It oughta be against the law
Gonna see what kinda trouble I can find,
I'm on a head-on collision with a real good time
I'm on a mission,
And it's all about forgettin' tonight, that's right