| Song Length |
3:56 |
Genre |
Pop - Rock |
Lyrics
Every Friday
Her hair comes down
Every Friday
We do the town
Me and Angeline
She's a beauty queen
Her eyes are hazel green
Her lips are so supreme
High high high
I'm in the clouds
As people pass by
My oh my
I'm such a lucky guy
Every Friday
I leave my job
Every Friday
I join the mob
Of people dancing in the clubs at night
I'm holding Angeline so tight
The music's playing rhythm in our hearts
I can't imagine us being apart
High high high
I'm in the clouds as people dance by
My oh my
I'm such a lucky guy
It's just a matter of time
Everday she'll be mine
For now I'm sublime
Angeline Angeline Angeline
Every Friday
We stay out late
Every Friday
We find a way
Me and Angeline
To live life like a dream
We carry on it seems
Like lovers in a movie scene
Time time time
I lose track of the minutes passing by
Why why why
I wish we didn't have to say goodbye
Every Friday
Every Friday
Every Friday