Last Friday Night (T.G.I.F.) piano leadsheet with chords

There's a stranger in my bed,

there's a pounding in my head,

glitter all over the room, pink flamingos in the pool.

I smell like a minibar, D.

J.'s passed out in the yard,

Barbies on the barbeque.

This a hickey or a bruise?

Pictures of last night ended up online.

I'm screwed.

Oh, well.

It's a blackedout blur, but I'm pretty sure it ruled.

Damn. Last Friday night, yeah, we danced on tabletops and we took too many shots,

think we kissed but I forgot.

Last Friday night, yeah, we maxed our credit cards then got kicked out of the bar,

so we hit the boulevard.

Last Friday night, we went streaking in the park,

skinnydipping in the dark, then had a ménage à trois.

Last Friday night, yeah, I think we broke the law,

always say we're gonna stopop.

Oh, whoa.

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.

Ripped my fav'rite 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 blackedout blur, but I'm pretty sure it ruled.

Damn. Last Friday night, yeah, we danced on tabletops and we took too many shots,

think we kissed but I forgot.

Last Friday night, yeah, we maxed our credit cards then got kicked out of the bar,

so we hit the boulevard.

Last Friday night, we went streaking in the park,

skinnydipping in the dark, then had a ménage à trois.

Last Friday night, yeah, I think we broke the law,

always say we're gonna stopop.

Oh, whoa.

This Friday night, do it all again.

This Friday night, do it all again.

Trying This Friday night,

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This Friday night, do it all again.