Letra de Friday Night Saturday Morning

Out of bed, it's 8:00am Out my head, at half past 10 Out with mates and dates and friends That's what I do at weekends I can't talk and I can't walk But I know where I'm going to dance I'm going to watch my money go And the look I know, know As my feet go through the door I know what my right time is for Buy a drink and pull a chair Up to the edge if the dance floor Bouncers bouncing through the night Trying to start or stop a fight I sit and watch the flashing lights Moving left and footless tides I go out on Friday night and I come home on Saturday morning (x2) I like to venture in to to town I like to get a few drinks then The floor gets packed the bar gets full I don't like life when things get dull The hen party to save the night Free themselves from drunken stacks Having fun and dancing in Circle 'round the leather bags I go out on Friday night and I come home on Saturday morning (x2) But 2 O Clock has come again It's time to leave this paradise But the chip shop isn't closed 'Cause their pies are really nice I get in the taxi cue Sitting in someone else's spew With lipstick on my shirt Instead of piss stains on my shoes I go out on Friday night and I come home on Saturday morning