Last Friday Night Lyrics - Glee: The Music 7 - Glee

There's a stranger in my bed 

There's a pounding in my head 

Glitter all over the room 

Pink flamingos in the pool 

I smell like a minibar 

DJ's passed out in the yard 

Barbies on the barbeque 

This a hickey or a bruise? 

Pictures of last night ended up online 

I'm screwed 

Oh well... 

It's a blacked-out blur 

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But I'm pretty sure it ruled 

Damn! 

Last Friday night 

Yeah, we danced on tabletops 

And we took too many shots 

Think we kissed, but I forgot 

Last Friday night 

Yeah, we maxed our credit cards 

And got kicked out of the bar 

So we hit the boulevard 

Last Friday night 

We went streaking in the park 

Skinny dipping in the dark 

Then had a menage a trois 

Last Friday night 

Yeah, I think we broke the law 

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Always say we're gonna stop-op 

Whoa-oh-oah 

This Friday night 

Do it all again 

This Friday night 

Do it all again 

Trying to connect the dots 

Don't know what to tell my boss 

Think the city towed my car 

Chandelier is on the floor 

Ripped my favorite party dress 

Warrant's out for my arrest 

Think I need a ginger ale 

That was such an epic fail 

Pictures of last night ended up online 

I'm screwed 

Oh well... 

It's a blacked-out blur 

But I'm pretty sure it ruled 

Damn! 

Last Friday night 

Yeah, we danced on tabletops 

And we took too many shots 

Think we kissed, but I forgot 

Last Friday night 

Yeah, we maxed our credit cards 

And got kicked out of the bar 

So we hit the boulevard 

Last Friday night 

We went streaking in the park 

Skinny dipping in the dark 

Then had a menage a trois 

Last Friday night 

Yeah, I think we broke the law 

Always say we're gonna stop-op 

Whoa-oh-oah 

This Friday night 

Do it all again 

This Friday night 

Do it all again 

T.G.I.F., T.G.I.F., T.G.I.F.! 

T.G.I.F., T.G.I.F., T.G.I.F., T.G.I.F.! 

Last Friday night 

Yeah, we danced on tabletops 

And we took too many shots 

Think we kissed, but I forgot 

Last Friday night 

Yeah, we maxed our credit cards 

And got kicked out of the bar 

So we hit the boulevard 

Last Friday night 

We went streaking in the park 

Skinny dipping in the dark 

Then had a menage a trois 

Last Friday night 

Yeah, I think we broke the law 

Always say we're gonna stop-op 

Whoa-oh-oah 

This Friday night 

Do it all again