There's a stranger in the bedThere's a pounding in the headA critter all over the roomFlamingos in the poolI smell like a mini barDJ's passed out in the yardBobby's on the barbequeThis a hickey or a bruisePictures of last nightEnded up online I screwedOh wellIt's a blacked out blurBut I'm pretty sure it ruledDamn Last Friday Night!Yeah we danced on tablecloths,and we took the sneaky shotsAnd we kissed my sniper guy Last Friday Night!Yeah we marched to critic cards,and we kicked out of the barsThen we hit the boulevardLast Friday Night! We was drinking in the bars,skinny dipping in the darkAnd had a menage a trois Last Friday Night!We broke the law,always saying what is notRock and rollThis Friday Night!Do it allInI'mtrying to connect the dots,don't know what to tell my bossKeep the city from the cars,chandelier is on the floorMy favorite party dress,warrants out for my arrestThink I need a ginger ale,that was such an epic failPictures of last night,ended up online, I'm screwedOh well,it's a blacked out blur,but I'm pretty sure it ruled Oh
