shit it ain't over You're not quite drunk, but you sho' ain't sober Weekend warrior Should have ate your Wheaties Sunday Night Fever gave your ass the
, up in the cife his dreams about cars and ice, made him agree a hardcore nigga is all he ever wanted to be and so he met them friday night at a quarter
disco through the night Chinese disco get together It's all right if you enjoy yourself You've got your power and dancing forever It's friday night fever
, now the poor get fat But the fever's gonna catch you when the bitch gets back Eat meat on Friday, that's alright Even like steak on a Saturday night
fat But the fever's gonna catch you when the bitch gets back (Oh oh oh) Eat meat on a Friday that's alright Even like steak on a Saturday night The
Where the party at? Let's get this party kickin' It's a Friday night We gotta get this party movin' Everything will be alright Save the drama for your
the cife his dreams about cars and ice, made him agree a hardcore nigga is all he ever wanted to be and so he met them friday night at a quarter to three
in my veins Woke up this mornin' with a bad case of Friday night fever I need a long-legged hunk of honey to cool my head I know a honky-tonk down the
Quicksand is a code of arms Lose sleep with some liquid fiction Last rites every Friday night While we cool with the lights on High tide tied around
in your shop And you're picking them up Got too tee zee on your mind going platinum plus Rockin' Sean John, sipping Dom Perignon Can't catch me Friday nights
like sardines in a flophouse fraternity A $50.00 fine for disturbing the peace The neck, tortoise. Your Lees are creased Hot cup of coffee and the donuts are Dunkin Friday night
, now the poor get fat But the fever's gonna catch you when the bitch gets back Eat meat on Friday that's alright Even like steak on a Saturday night
-sick ill don't come in a little pill I could use a shot of good time in my veins Woke up this mornin' with a bad case of Friday night fever I need a
might not be too late You feel my heart, then we're tied by fate Well, come on, come on, you can't understand it The battle city on a Friday night, all
shop And you're picking them up Got too tee zee on your mind going platinum plus Rockin' Sean John, sipping Dom Perignon Can't catch me Friday nights
-sick ill Don't come in a little pill I could use a shot of good time in my veins Woke up this mornin' with a bad case of Friday night fever I need a
in the cife His dreams about cars and ice, made him agree A hardcore nigga is all he ever wanted to be And so he met them friday night at a quarter to