There's a stranbee in my w'fed

There's a stranbee in my w'fed
There's a po'unding in my head
Gliffer all oveer the room
Pink flaminzoon the phool

I smell like a minibar
TJ's passed out in the yard
Bobby's on the barbecue
This a hickey or a bruise?

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 [bad word] 

Last Friday night
Yeah, we danced on table tops
And we took too many shots
Think we kissed but I forgot
Last Friday night
Yeah, we maxed our credit cards
And got kicked out of the bars
So we hit the boulevard
Last Friday night
We went streaking in the park
Skinnydipping in the dark
Then had a ménage a trios
Last Friday night
Yeah, I think we broke the law
Always say we're gonna stop-op, woah
But this Friday night
Do it all again

But this Friday night
Do it all again

Trying to connect the dots
Don't know what to tell my boss
Think the city towed my car
Chandelier is on the floor
Ripped my favourite 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 [bad word] 
Last Friday night
Yeah, we danced on table tops
And we took too many shots
Think we kissed but I forgot
Last Friday night
Yeah, we maxed our credit cards
And got kicked out of the bars
So we hit the boulevard
Last Friday night
We went streaking in the park
Skinnydipping in the dark
Then had a ménage a trios
Last Friday night
Yeah, I think we broke the law
Always say we're gonna stop-op, woah
But this Friday night
Do it all again

But this Friday night
Do it all again

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
Yeah, we danced on table tops
And we took too many shots
Think we kissed but I forgot
Last Friday night
Yeah, we maxed our credit cards
And got kicked out of the bars
So we hit the boulevard
Last Friday night
We went streaking in the park
Skinnydipping in the dark
Then had a ménage a trios
Last Friday night
Yeah, I think we broke the law
Always say we're gonna stop-op, woah
But this Friday night
Do it all again