It's friday night and i'm alone, The stars are out and i'm at home. Feel like I’m coming alive, See the knuckles turning white. It’s Friday night and no one’s home, home, I'm in the city alone, lone, Feel like a carnivore tonight, Strap it up and take a ride, ride. Round and round she goes And where she stops no one knows And round and round she goes And where she stops no one knows, knows
Keep it coming on, feel it coming on feel it coming on, feel it coming on yeah feel it coming on, feel it coming on yeah feel it coming on, feel it coming on yeah
I got your money, Woohoo I got your money, Woohoo I treat you honey, Woohoo I keep you up for days. I got your sugar, I’ll be your hooker, I'll keep you up for days.
Saturday night Im fucking stoned, stoned While other fuckers got their jobs, jobs While on the freeway gona blow, blow The red lights saying go, go Saturday night Im fucking gone, gone And all my friends are saying down, down The worlds faster when your strong, strong You’ll push your pows saying wow, wow, woooow
I got your money Hold on, hold on, hold on I treat you honey Hold on, hold on, hold on I got your money Hold on, hold on
Woohoo I got your money, Woohoo I treat you honey, Woohoo I keep you up for days. I got your sugar, I’ll be your hooker, I'll keep you up for days.
Woohoo.
I got your money.
I treat you honey.
I'll keep you up for day. I'll keep you up for days.
Hold on. Hold on. Hold on.
Coming down now
It’s Sunday morning, I'm with you, How did I end up in this room. I’m in a bed that isn’t mine, The walls are closing in tight, tight.
It’s Sunday morning, I'm with you, you, Your voice is like a sonic boom, boom. And round and round she goes, goes, And where she stops none knows, knows. Round and round she goes, And where she stops no one knows. And round and round she goes, And where she stops no one knows, knows.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
