when i got into the party
it was already late
everyone was drinking
they were dancing to new wave
so i got onto a table
so you could all hear me say
'this doesn't feel like new wave'

i was feeling short of sober
on account of that drink
and i stumbled into her arms
and i felt like i was dreaming
and i stared into her fake eyes
until i almost fell asleep
she said 'i'm not who you think'

we will party on friday
saturday is my day
and on sunday
we'll drink the night away
we will party on friday
saturday is my day
and on sunday
we're gonna drink the night away

well late turned into early
but it didn't change my mood
my head was still spinning
and i think hers was too
i didn't feel much like talking
but that's all i seemed to do
i didn't feel much like kissing
but that didn't stop you

no it didn't, did it
no it didn't, did it
no it didn't, did it
'cause we were kissing

we will party on friday
saturday is my day
and on sunday
we'll drink the night away
we will party on friday
saturday is my day
and on sunday
we're gonna drink the night away

we will party on friday baby
saturday is my day maybe
on sunday
we'll drink the night away
we will party on friday baby
saturday is my day maybe
on sunday
we're gonna drink the fucking night away