Bethan Mary Leadley 'my Drunken Friday Night'
Oh,hey, pretty boy with the curley hair,
Are you checking me out again?,
Cause' I kinda feel lost,
And a line was crossed,
My ex kissing my best friend,
And you're a little drunk,
As I can tell,
As you sway over to me-ee,
But,hey, pretty boy
If you only knew,
I think you would agree,
That tonight is the night-tt,
To feel alive-tt,
So kiss me 'till we're sober,
And laugh all through the night,
So we can regret it when it's over,
And remind me that i'm right,
So, we're living in the moment,
Sambuca set alight !
It's the perfect, stupid, drunken, friday night !
Walking round town, in my red high heels,
Then we're running through the streets,
My heads being a liar,
And my hearts on fire,
And we're skipping to the beat,
Then you touch my hair,
Take me by the hip,
And you're leaning into me-ee,
Oh,hey, pretty boy,
If you only knew,
I think you would agree,
That tonight is the night-tt,
To feel alive-ee,
So kiss me 'till we're sober,
And laugh all through the night,
So we can regret it when it's over,
And remind me that i'm right,
So, we're living in the moment,
Sambuca set alight !
It's the perfect, stupid, drunken, friday night !
And I want you to know,
That where ever this goes,
Whether we're falling on the floor,
Or wearing lack of clothes,
That i'll remember this night,
For the rest of my life,
So kiss me 'till you're sober,
And laugh all through the night,
You can regret it when it's over,
I'll put it down to spite,
Cause' we're living in the moment,
Sambuca set alight !
It's the perfect, stupid, drunken friday night !
