Friday's Party Songtext
von Bryan MacLean

Friday′s party, who is it for?
Surely not for me, who then could it be?
That we had all gathered for
And before too long we'll all be on the floor
Can′t find the door
Careful that I don't offend anyone
Funny, 'cause I′ve offended me
Would you pardon me if I cannot breathe?
If you should say that this is the most pleasant of things
Ladies and gents, would excuse me please
If I can′t make another of these
Can't you see
It′s no fun anymore?
No one can gain the floor
Go on, get out of the door
Find someone to tell it to, there's people all around you


Hear them showing everybody how they are
And it never seems to get them very far
Away as I could go, this socializing bores me so
I guess that I could always be that way
And we′ll reach a little older every day
Well ladies and gents, would excuse us here please
If I can't make another of these
Can′t you see
It's no fun anymore?
Puff and kick and report
Get up
Walk out of the door
Friday's party, who is it for?
Surely not for me, who then could it be?
That we had all gathered for
And before too long we′ll all be on the floor