Fridays Hold You There — текст песни (One Hundred And 21)

Fridays come
And Fridays go
My favourite day of the week
Wouldn`t you know

Fridays hold you there
With full lips painted crimson red
Fridays hold you there
With your loving heart of gold

Friday comes
And yet again
I`m floating on air
Friday comes
And yet again
I`m tangled in hair
What now ?
I`m not sure
I`m tangled in a girl
Who`s too pure

Fridays hold you there
With full lips painted crimson red
Fridays hold you there
With your loving heart of gold