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Sam Fender

Friday Fighting

 

Friday Fighting


Woah

Chest pushed out so far his back will break
Cos girls appreciate the very worst primates
Had I known it when I hit the floor
Fresh from the Mantua war people scream for more

It's Friday fighting
Oh, it's Friday fighting

On the corner with the reprobates
That you will call your mates
For all the years you'll waste
This toxic masculinity
It's all that I can see
In floods of thirsty streets

It's Friday fighting
Oh, it's Friday fighting

Oh, it's Friday and I'm fighting
Let it all out on someone who doesn't know
What's behind these closed doors
But it's Friday, I'll be fighting

You'll find him by the way he walks
And all the girls he warps
With his addictive talk
The door I turn attention to
The boy that had no clue
What he was coming to

It's Friday fighting
Oh, it's Friday fighting

Oh, it's Friday and I'm fighting
Let it all out on someone who doesn't know
What's behind these closed doors
But it's Friday and I'm fighting
Let it all out on someone who doesn't know
What's behind these closed doors
What's behind these closed doors
What's behind these closed doors
What's behind these closed doors

Oh, it's Friday
Oh, it's Friday

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