Last Friday Night (T.G.I.F.) (featuring Missy Elliott)
[Missy Elliot] Hey yo Katy Let’s hit em with the remix baby Let’s go…
It’s a Friday night now here we go I ain’t no stripper but I work the pole Bartender can you pour some more And I’m so tipsy coming out my clothes Fly high high high And I can’t see so I can’t drive I party till I’m out my mind I kiss on him but he don’t mind Then I wake up in the morn I got a guy in my bed like hello good morn Don’t remember how I got him home But Friday night it was nice and long
[Katy Perry] 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 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
Last Friday night Yeah I think we broke the law Always say we’re gonna stop-op Oh whoa oh
This Friday night Do it all again 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 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 Damn
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 credits card And got kicked out of the bars So we hit the boulevards
Last Friday night We went streaking in the park Skinny dipping in the dark Then had a menage a trois
Last Friday night Yeah I think we broke the law Always say we’re gonna stop-op Oh whoa oh
This Friday night Do it all again (Do it all again) This Friday night Do it all again (Do it all again) This Friday night
T.G.I.F. T.G.I.F.
Let’s do this shit like every weekend
T.G.I.F. T.G.I.F. T.G.I.F.
Now pour my drink till there ain’t nothing left.
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 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
Last Friday night Yeah I think we broke the law Always say we’re gonna stop-op Oh-whoa-oh