Fridays Hold You There

Fridays come
And Fridays go
My favourite day of the week
Wouldn't you know

Fridays hold you there
With full lips painted crimson red
Fridays hold you there
With your loving heart of gold

Friday comes
And yet again
I'm floating on air
Friday comes
And yet again
I'm tangled in hair
What now ?
I'm not sure
I'm tangled in a girl
Who's too pure

Fridays hold you there
With full lips painted crimson red
Fridays hold you there
With your loving heart of gold