Another Friday Night

Yeah I got red eyes, shit rhymes
No muscles, so It's no surprise that I got
No date, but three mates
Who step all over me to get to the bar

So I drink and I drink and I drink and I drink
And I think I might throw up
And now the twenty five dollars that I earned this week
Are down the drain

It's just another Friday night
It's just another Friday night
It's just another Friday night
Yeah it's another Friday night

It's just another Friday night
It's just another Friday night
It's just another Friday night
Yeah it's another Friday night

I hate the DJ
I hate the cover band
I hate the Barbie dolls
I hate the Peter Pans
I hate the bar guy
I hate security
I gotta ask myself what am I doing here?

So I drink and I drink and I drink and I think
That I'll eat a lamb kebab
Because there ain't no pussy in a mile around
That wants to talk to a scumbag
On a Friday night

It's just another Friday night
It's just another Friday night
It's just another Friday night
Yeah it's another Friday night

It's just another Friday night
It's just another Friday night
It's just another Friday night
Yeah it's another Friday night

I never talk to the girls
Never dance on the floor
Only drink shit beer in my second hand clothes
Wanna get laid, and get paid
And finger ladies in the back of my car
But I don't know nothin' 'bout a one night stand
'Cos I ain't got the balls to try
So I just cut my losses and get into a cab
And then I get myself very high
Another Friday night

It's just another Friday night
It's just another Friday night
It's just another Friday night
Yeah it's another Friday night

It's just another Friday night
It's just another Friday night
It's just another Friday night
Yeah it's another Friday night

It's just another Friday night
It's just another Friday night
It's just another Friday night
Yeah it's another Friday night

It's just another Friday night
It's just another Friday night
It's just another Friday night
Yeah it's another Friday night



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