[Verse 1]

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

DJ's passed out in the yard

Barbies on the barbecue

This a hickey or a bruise?

[Pre-Chorus]

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

[Chorus]

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

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 ménage à trois

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

Always say we're gonna stop-op, oh-woah

[Post-Chorus]

But this Friday night

Do it all again

But this Friday night

Do it all again

[Verse 2]

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 favorite party dress

Warrant's out for my arrest

Think I need a ginger ale

That was such an epic fail

[Pre-Chorus]

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

[Chorus]

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

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 ménage à trois

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

Always say we're gonna stop-op, oh-woah

[Post-Chorus]

But 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

[Bridge]

T.G.I.F., T.G.I.F., T.G.I.F

T.G.I.F., T.G.I.F., T.G.I.F

[Saxophone Solo]

[Chorus]

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

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 ménage à trois

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

Always say we're gonna stop-op, oh-woah

[Post-Chorus]

But this Friday night

Do it all again

[Produced by Dr. Luke and Max Martin]