Last Friday Night (T.G.I.F.) - Woe, Is Me

There’s a stranger in my bed,

There’s a pounding in my head

Bottles all over the room

Some strippers clothes are in the pool

I smell like a minibar

DJ’s passed out in the yard

Barbie’s on the barbeque

There’s a hickie or a bruise

Pictures of last night

Ended up online

I’m screwed

Oh well

It’s a black top blur

But I’m pretty sure it ruled

Damn!

Last Friday night

Yeah we danced on tabletops

And we took too many shots

Think we kissed but I forgot

Last Friday night

Yeah we maxed our credit cards

And got kicked out of the bar

So we hit the boulevard

Last Friday night

We went streaking in the park

Skinny dipping in the dark

Then had a menage a trois

Last Friday night

Yeah I think we broke the law

Always say we’re gonna stop-op

Whoa-oh-oah

This Friday night

Do it all again

This Friday night

Do it all again

Last Friday night

Yeah we danced on table tops

And we took too many shots

Think we kissed but I forgot

Last Friday night

Yeah we maxed our credit cards

And got kicked out of the bar

So we hit the boulevard

Last Friday night

We went streaking in the park

Skinny dipping in the dark

Then had a menage a trois

Last Friday night

Yeah I think we broke the law

Always say we’re gonna stop

Oh-whoa-oh

This Friday night

Do it all again.