| And I bite my lip
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| And I tie my tie
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| And I do my hair
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| Like the other guys
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| But I’d risk it all
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| Just to feel alive
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| I wish it was a Friday night
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| A Friday night
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| My computer talks
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| But there’s no one there
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| And I try to listen
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| But I just don’t care
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| I’m gonna make me some money
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| And leave it all behind
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| I wish it was a Friday night
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| I wish it was a Friday night
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| Yeah
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| I wanna go out and cut loose
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| I wanna find somebody, somebody, I don’t care who
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| Gonna hold her in my arms
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| Oh come on, baby, come on, baby
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| I wish it was a Friday night
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| I wish it was a Friday night
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| I hear her voice
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| On the Underground
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| She’s looking in my eyes
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| I’m staring at the ground
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| 'Cause I’m too busy dreaming
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| That one day she’ll be mine
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| I wish it was a Friday night
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| I wish it was a Friday night
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| Oh
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| I wanna go out, cut loose
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| I wanna find somebody, somebody, I don’t care who
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| Gonna hold her in my arms
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| Oh come on, baby, come on, baby
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| I wish it was a Friday night
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| I wish it was a Friday night
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| I wish it was a Friday night
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| A Friday night |