Friday — текст песни (Quatro Suzi)

(Quatro-Tuckey)
Friday gotta find a lover
Her evil eyes are on you, boy
It promises to be a nightime
Of uninturrupted joy...joy...joy
What`s she doing. Who`s she screwing
Leave it up to Friday. She`s anyone`s wife
What`s she doing. Who`s she screwing
Gonna be a lover for the rest of her life
At fourteen you were such a sweet thing
You helped your mama with the chores
But now you find you`re independence
And that`s what you`re looking for
What`s she doing. Who`s she screwing
Leave it up to Friday. She`s anyone`s wife
What`s she doing. Who`s she screwing
Gonna be a lover for the rest of her life