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Friday Night artwork

Friday Night

beesongs

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Lyrics

Verse 1

Yeah, I'm fresh out of here, got my boys in the truck

A few girls in the back, yeah, they know what's up

Got a six-pack of ice and a bag full of chips

Got the cooler in the bed, tailgate down at the hip

Pre-Chorus

And it feels like (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)

That summertime, summertime love

Got my feet up in the sand (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)

In a little piece of paradise

It just feels like

Chorus

Friday nights at the beach, yeah, that's where it's at

A little bit of bonfire, baseball hat

Baby, come on, kick your flip-flops off

Let your blonde hair down, let your worries drop

If you're all you need is you and me

Then you got the key to that front row seat

Put your hands, hands in the air

Everybody around here don't got a care

Yeah, it's a Friday night

Oh, it's a Friday, Friday night

Verse 2

Hey, baby, come here, let me fix you a drink

We don't need a party to make a scene

Girl, you look good in that bikini

But you'd look better right here next to me

Pre-Chorus

And it feels like (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)

A little bit of heaven above

Get you dancin' in the sand (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)

In our own little piece of paradise

It just feels like

Chorus

Friday nights at the beach, yeah, that's where it's at

A little bit of bonfire, baseball hat

Baby, come on, kick your flip-flops off

Let your blonde hair down, let your worries drop

If you're all you need is you and me

Then you got the key to that front row seat

Put your hands, hands in the air

Everybody around here don't got a care

Yeah, it's a Friday night

Oh, it's a Friday, Friday night

Bridge

When the sun goes down, don't you go nowhere

I can tell a lot by the way you stare

Girl, the moon's coming out and the stars are aligned

And I just wanna get a little more of your time

'Cause it feels like (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)

A little bit of heaven above

Get you dancin' in the sand (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)

In our own little piece of paradise

It just feels like

Chorus

Friday nights at the beach, yeah, that's where it's at

A little bit of bonfire, baseball hat

Baby, come on, kick your flip-flops off

Let your blonde hair down, let your worries drop

If you're all you need is you and me

Then you got the key to that front row seat

Put your hands, hands in the air

Everybody around here don't got a care

Yeah, it's a Friday night

Oh, it's a Friday, Friday night

Outro

Friday nights at the beach, yeah, that's where it's at

A little bit of bonfire, baseball hat

Yeah, it's a Friday night

Yeah, it's a Friday, Friday night

Oh, it's a Friday night

Oh, it's a Friday, Friday night

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