Friday night soon, what can I say?
I hope he comes, and want's to stay,
Going to get drunk, pass out on the floor,
Give him what he wants, he'll be begging for more,
I want him to kiss me and hold me tight,
I want him to be mine, just for one night,
Glass in my hand, vodka to the brim,
He looks so good through drunked eyes,
So this is what it takes to make him realise?
I know he could love me if he'd only try,
I'm not going to ask, I don't want him to lie,
I'm just going to take this time to say,
I can love you, please, make my day.
Autum Foster
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