Friday Lyrics - Gotta Get Thru This - Daniel Bedingfield

I live in an Ice house a 

I never do dance salsa 

I'm living in Jamaica 

I live in an Ice Breaker 

I'm living in Africa 

I never do Know where a 

Where I'm living but I'm living in a free fall 

Whenever she goes away 

Might as well be in San Jose 

'Cause I never can tell where my 

Where my heart's gonna spend it's time 

Half of me's missing 

I miss her Kissing 

I don't know nothing but I know 

She's coming back on Friday 

She's coming back on Friday 

She's coming back on Friday 

She's coming back on Friday 

My head is a hurricane 

My mind is a touch insane 

and my body can't sleep to dream 

And my Eyes open up to scream 

And my mouth is a thin straight line 

As I'm struggling to pass the time 

And my crime is that I'm living life without her 

And the morning soon will come 

And the days nearly almost done 

And the clock says it's half past five 

But the sun is still in the sky 

Disorientated 

Insatiated 

How long I've waited but I know