Text Písně: Friday Night, Saturday Morning - Nouvelle Vague

Out of bed at eight AM
Out my head by half past ten
Out with mates and dates and friends
That´s what I do at weekends

I can´t talk and I can´t walk
But I know where I´m going to go
I´m going watch my money go
At the Locarno

When my feet go through the door
I know what my right arm is for
Buy a drink and pull a chair
Up to the edge of the dance floor

Bouncers bouncing through the night
Trying to stop or start a fight
I sit and watch the flashing lights
Moving legs in footless tights

I go out on Friday night
And I come home on Saturday morning
I go out on Friday night
And I come home on Saturday morning

I like to venture into town
I like to get a few drinks down
The floor gets packed the bar gets full
I don´t like life when things get dull

The hen party have saved the night
And freed themselves from drunken stags
Having fun and dancing
In a circle round their leather bags

I go out on Friday night
And I come home on Saturday morning
I go out on Friday night
And I come home on Saturday morning

But two o´clock has come again
It´s time to leave this paradise
Hope the chip shop isn´t closed
Cos´ their pies are really nice

I´ll eat in the taxi queue
Standing in someone else´s spew
Wish I had lipstick on my shirt
Instead of piss stains on my shoes

I go out on Friday night
And I come home on Saturday morning
I go out on Friday night
And I come home on Saturday morning

I go out on Friday night
And I come home on Saturday morning
I go out on Friday night
And I come home on Saturday morning

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