payday friday
“This is your captain speaking… turbulence incoming. All hands, secure your drinks and prepare for a wild ride.”
Mayday mayday mayday, it’s a payday Friday, Friday,I’m a headin’ out the door and let me tell you what’s in store for this lady.Boots stompin’ on the floor, drinks galore, booty shakin’ for sure,And me comin’ back for more and more.Then we gonna line ‘em up again, keep rollin’ with the plan,Till we no longer can stand — Oh hot damn!!!
I’m a full-force crash on a Payday Friday,Tearin’ through the bar like a rogue damn tidal wave.Shot glass detonatin’, jukebox screamin’ mayday—Hit the deck boys, I ain’t here to behave.Yeah, I’m a blackout cyclone with a glitter bomb glow,Kickin’ up chaos wherever I go.MAYDAY MAYDAY—This wreck’s about to blow.
“This is your captain speaking—brace yourselves. We are approaching maximum party velocity.”
I’m punchin’ through the smoke like a runaway flare,Five alarms ringin’ but I don’t even care.A table flips over, the crowd parts wide—I’m a human disaster with a bourbon high tide.A mayday queen with a wild streak show,A glorious mess when the paycheck blows.
I’m a full-force crash on a Payday Friday,Tearin’ through the bar like a rogue damn tidal wave.Shot glass detonatin’, jukebox screamin’ mayday—Hit the deck boys, I ain’t here to behave.Yeah, I’m a blackout cyclone with a glitter bomb glow,Kickin’ up chaos wherever I go.MAYDAY MAYDAY—This wreck’s about to blow.
I’m a hull-breach honey with a fire in my veins,Breakin’ all the rules like a runaway plane.Nosedive dancin’, engines screamin’ loud—If chaos had a mascot, I’d be center of the crowd.Barstools flyin’, somebody lost a shoe—If the ship’s goin’ down, I’m takin’ all the crew.
Yeah, I’m red-zone wild with a fuse set to go.A Category Five when the whiskey flows.MAYDAY MAYDAY—I’m about to explode.
Sprinklers burst open, the floor’s a slip ’n slide,I surf that mess like a drunk thrill ride.Alarm bells wailin’, whole bar in distress—I raise my shot and scream,“CHEERS…YER THE BEST!”
“Captain here… the party has gone rogue. All units retreat. And someone send backup tequila.”
I’m a total meltdown on a Payday Friday,Dive-bombin’ the bar like a drunk-ass air raid.Spinnin’ out sideways with a shot in each hand—Somebody call the Coast Guard, I’m ditchin’ this land.Yeah, I’m a whiskey warhead with no control,Leveling the town with a rock ’n’ roll soul.MAYDAY MAYDAY—Stand back…Down I go.
“This is your captain speaking…We’ve lost all systems, fire on deck three, and the crowd is currently dancing out of control.God help us all.”
Mayday mayday mayday, it’s a payday Friday, Friday,I’m a headin’ out the door and let me tell you what’s in store for this lady.Boots stompin’ on the floor, drinks galore, booty shakin’ for sure,And me comin’ back for more and more.Then we gonna line ‘em up again, keep rollin’ with the plan,Till we no longer can stand — Oh hot damn!!!
I’m a full-force crash on a Payday Friday,Tearin’ through the bar like a rogue damn tidal wave.Shot glass detonatin’, jukebox screamin’ mayday—Hit the deck boys, I ain’t here to behave.Yeah, I’m a blackout cyclone with a glitter bomb glow,Kickin’ up chaos wherever I go.MAYDAY MAYDAY—This wreck’s about to blow.
“This is your captain speaking—brace yourselves. We are approaching maximum party velocity.”
I’m punchin’ through the smoke like a runaway flare,Five alarms ringin’ but I don’t even care.A table flips over, the crowd parts wide—I’m a human disaster with a bourbon high tide.A mayday queen with a wild streak show,A glorious mess when the paycheck blows.
I’m a full-force crash on a Payday Friday,Tearin’ through the bar like a rogue damn tidal wave.Shot glass detonatin’, jukebox screamin’ mayday—Hit the deck boys, I ain’t here to behave.Yeah, I’m a blackout cyclone with a glitter bomb glow,Kickin’ up chaos wherever I go.MAYDAY MAYDAY—This wreck’s about to blow.
I’m a hull-breach honey with a fire in my veins,Breakin’ all the rules like a runaway plane.Nosedive dancin’, engines screamin’ loud—If chaos had a mascot, I’d be center of the crowd.Barstools flyin’, somebody lost a shoe—If the ship’s goin’ down, I’m takin’ all the crew.
Yeah, I’m red-zone wild with a fuse set to go.A Category Five when the whiskey flows.MAYDAY MAYDAY—I’m about to explode.
Sprinklers burst open, the floor’s a slip ’n slide,I surf that mess like a drunk thrill ride.Alarm bells wailin’, whole bar in distress—I raise my shot and scream,“CHEERS…YER THE BEST!”
“Captain here… the party has gone rogue. All units retreat. And someone send backup tequila.”
I’m a total meltdown on a Payday Friday,Dive-bombin’ the bar like a drunk-ass air raid.Spinnin’ out sideways with a shot in each hand—Somebody call the Coast Guard, I’m ditchin’ this land.Yeah, I’m a whiskey warhead with no control,Leveling the town with a rock ’n’ roll soul.MAYDAY MAYDAY—Stand back…Down I go.
“This is your captain speaking…We’ve lost all systems, fire on deck three, and the crowd is currently dancing out of control.God help us all.”