Friday
by Glee

Album: Digital Release Only (2011)
Charted: 46 34
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  • There's a stranger in my bed
    There's a pounding in my head
    Glitter all over the room
    Pink flamingos in the pool

    I smell like a mini bar
    DJ's passed out in the yard
    Barbies on the barbecue
    Is this a hickey or a bruise?

    Pictures of last night ended up online
    I'm screwed, oh well!
    It's a blacked out blur but I'm pretty sure
    It ruled!
    Damn!

    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 ménage à trois

    Last Friday night
    Yeah I think we broke the law
    Always say we're gonna stop, op (whoa, oh)
    This Friday night, do it all again
    This Friday night, do it all again

    Trying to connect the dots
    Don't know what to tell my boss
    Think the city towed my car
    Chandelier is on the floor

    Ripped my favorite party dress
    Warrants out for my arrest
    Think I need a ginger ale
    That was such an epic fail!

    Pictures of last night ended up online
    I'm screwed, oh well!
    It's a blacked out blur but I'm pretty sure
    It ruled!
    Damn!

    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 ménage à trois

    Last Friday night
    Yeah I think we broke the law
    Always say we're going to stop, op (whoa, oh)
    This Friday night, do it all again
    This Friday night, do it all again

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    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 ménage à trois

    Last Friday night
    Yeah I think we broke the law
    Always say we're going to stop, op (whoa, oh)
    This Friday night
    Do it all again! Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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