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 Barbie's on the barbeque There's a hickie or a bruise Pictures of last night Ended up online I'm screwed Oh well It's a black top blur But I'm pretty sure it ruled Last Friday night We danced on tabletops And we took too many shots Think we kissed but I forgot Last Friday night We maxed our credit cards And got kicked out of the bar So we hit the boulevard Last Friday night Trying to connect the dots Don't know what to tell my boss Think the city towed my car Chandelier is on the floor With my favorite party dress Warrants 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 Last Friday night Yeah we danced on table tops And we took too many shots Think we kissed but I forgot Last Friday night We maxed our credits card And got kicked out of the bars So we hit the boulevards Last Friday night This Friday night This Friday night 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 We danced on table tops And we took too many shots Think we kissed but I forgot Last Friday night 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 Yeah I think we broke the law Always say we're gonna stop Oh-whoa-oh Last Friday night This Friday night This Friday night