| The honey moon was over
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| Before the wedding had begun
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| The tropical Capricorn
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| Left melting in the sun
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| But what could be more beautiful
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| Than a weekend in the rain?
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| The moment that you realize
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| That you’re on your own again
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| On-on on you’re own again
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| Oh giving him a while to stop and stare
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| No-ones coming to rescue you
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| Oh giving him a while to stop and stare
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| You know that girl is rivaling you
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| I thought it was the weekend
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| Oh where are all our friends?
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| It’s Friday night, don’t ever, don’t ever let it end.
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| I heard you got a new gang
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| I guess you’re seeing how it goes
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| And if the light outside could save me I better keep the curtains closed
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| That night we took the boat out
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| Still replaying on my mind
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| More to memories
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| Someone passing time
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| Oh giving him a while to stop and stare
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| No-ones coming to rescue you
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| Oh giving him a while to stop and stare
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| You know that guy is cramping you
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| I thought it was the weekend
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| Oh where are all our friends?
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| It’s Friday night, don’t ever, don’t ever let it end.
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| This is not something that I do best
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| This is not a heart within my chest
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| This is not a subject I understand
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| This not the evening we had planned
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| But I know you now like I knew you then
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| This will repeat itself again
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| This is not the end, this is not the end, this is not the end
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| Of, Fri-day night,
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| I don’t want to wake up alive |