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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required [Intro] I like the heat but add in something sweet I am nowhere near petite But I assure you, a comic time [Chorus] I drive a hard bargain (a really hard bargain!) I color outside the lines But you knew all along I was not just passing time! [instrumental break] [Verse ] My brain is always on the go And my ego does not let things lie I am your go-to girl For every Friday night! [Vocals rising] My brain is always on the go And my ego does not let things lie I am your go-to girl For every Friday night! [interlude] We will get the weekend rockin People will be talking We act like teenagers Holding hands and sitting too close [Verse 2] We dance all dirty sexy and entertain each other on high It's as if no one else exists Until we say goodbye [Chorus] But back to work, we go (gotta pay those bills DAMMIT) Conquer those hills, until the weekends embrace Friday night! And our time [powerful guitar solo] [Verse 3] Friday night till Sunday We have each other rapt The rest of the world can only watch As we impassioned are entrapped [interlude] Friday, Friday, Friday The gateway to our time And for us two it's cosmic We spend our time sublime [instrumental transition] [Outro] Friday, Friday, Friday You come to me And what happens behind closed doors Is just like ...... Friday, Friday, Friday You come to me And what happens behind closed doors Is just like a dream You are my dream! [fading vocals] (my dream) (my dream) My dream! [guitar solo] [Fade to End] [end]
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