Friday night I go out
Cause I know that I can't sleep.
Friday night I go out
And put my hands on Paris as here.
Friday night I go out
And drink too much and then fall asleep.
Friday night I go ooouuut...
But I'm afraid.
On Saturday I will wake up,
Feeling left and ok.
I'm afraid.
On Saturday I will wake up,
Feeling left and ok
Cause I had
Too many cockpits.
And the day after that, I go out one more time,
Cause I know
That I can't seem to get Paris out of my mind.
If I don't don't drink myself to sleep,
I know I will weep, I will weep, I will weep, I will weep, I will weep
Myself to sleep.
But I'm afraid.
On Sunday I will wake up,
Feeling left and ok.
I'm afraid.
On Sunday I will wake up,
Feeling left and ok
Cause I had, I had, I had
Too many fcking cockpits!
But I'm afraid.
On Saturday I will wake up,
Feeling left and ok.
I'm afraid.
On Sunday I will wake up,
Feeling left and ok.
I'm afraid.
On Saturday I will wake up,
Feeling left and ok.
I'm afraid.
On Sunday I will wake up,
Feeling left and ok
Cause I had, I had, I had
Too many fcking cockpits!
Writer(s): Jack Anton Martin Nystedt
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