Thursday Night

It's only Thursday night

But we have Friday in our sight

Kind of a weird time to have a party

But you and what army

Are going to make us leave

I know you're looking at me in disbelief

So I know you're gunna tell me to stay

You wouldn't want me to go away

It's only Thursday night

But I'm making you sweat like Sunday in sun

Oh, isn't this fun?

I know you're trying not to think about me

I know you're caught on my idiosyncrasies

Why don't you show me your bedroom

Or your car that's got no headroom

I can fill my mouth with white liquor

Even if it makes me sicker

I think you like it like that

It's only Thursday night

And I have to be honest baby

I'm think that maybe

You thought I kept my secrets

I'm thinking maybe

You're my headstrong weakness

It's only Friday morning

And I'm making you sweat

It's only Friday morning

And you're making me wet

Do you forget what I said already

I'm pretty unsteady

But you can count on me

I can't wait to see

You

Next Thursday night

Let's call it a date

And assume that it's fate

Until we inevitably separate