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Friday Night Boys The Other

be here waiting for you, here alone in my room Just try and make sure That you call me when this holiday is over We're driving around in my car all night

shoulder All these nights will get colder What you want, girl, you don't know This time you better take it slow Sleep tight girl were not fine tonight You're not Friday night

ticking away, and shes slipping away so far She's just a bitch that wants a rockstar Resisting her, is hard enough Try this now, you're not so tough Any other

We'll turn this car right back around, She is no where to be found, Crazy girls just walk right in around Woah Oh, Woah Oh I played her game for long

It started with a whisper It's you, I guess Outside my house at 3 am Consider this your last chance Now it seems You're choking on each word you said

[Ali] It was a late friday night hangin with my boys Smokin blunts, you know whats kickin dust, makin that noise When I saw her on the lot, at the veggie

I had a friend was a big baseball player back in highschool He could throw that speedball by ya, make you look like a fool Saw him the other night at

the sounds of sirens The boys, they collared me, asked me where I'd been I told them that I was right here all night Looking at each other they smiled

he's doing alright He can play honky tonk just like anything Saving it up for Friday night With the Sultans with the Sultans of Swing Amd a crowd of young boys