1 On the Friday’s saddest night I wanted to be alone For no one befogged my vision And asked to make a decision I left my mobile phone
Pre-chorus 1 I was crawling down I was falling And desperately calling O-o-o Then I bore an idea to disappear To leave those who is usually near O-o-o
2 In club I met a pretty girl In French she’s “chantefleurry” I ordered a well-roasted deer Old-fashioned of whiskey and beer To love each other we’re free
Pre-chorus 2 All night she was crying from my caress dying To heaven was flying O-o-o She’s so hot and horny I came only in the morning And stopped that sweetest torment O-o-o
Chorus If you feel yourself as me that night I give an advice for you If you find yourself as kite Without the windy fuel
Take it easy that is true And pretty girl will be your cure Make love to her and screw with your spur To feel something new inside her
3 And soon has come an another day We’ve gone the different ways So as for me that is clear This story will go on from right here Under Friday’s evening sun rays
Pre-chorus 3 I will be crawling down will be falling For you will be calling O-o-o All night you’ll be crying from my caress dying To heaven will be flying O-o-o
Chorus
Middle-part Do you remember those time I was feeling lonely But you made me so impressed You had heat up my heart You called me Come dear lay down to bed