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Friday Night - The Last Royals



     
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Friday Night Lyrics


Awake, no confidence.
Expect, cold sweats again.
My earplugs hem me in,
As playground voices wear me thin.
Alive, I suppose so.
My mind, will overflow.
With doubts, as the crow flies.
About two across and thirteen high.Dooo, Dooo, Dooo, Dooo, Dooo, DoooOoooo, my baby says she wants to fall in love. (Yeah-yeah)
Ooooo, I hope that I can deal with what may come. (Whoa..)
Ahhhhh, Its Friday night, I'm feeling like a star. (Yeah-yeah)
Oooooo, The light of day has never felt so far, away baby.Oh boy, she loves me so.
And I want, her too and fro.
This means that I am free.
My soul, my masculinity.
Oh please come closer now.
We'll make a life somehow.
Your looks, and my good nature.
Don't even think, just sign the papers.Come on big shot, show us what you got.

She'll be calling after you if you're ready or not.
Better tidy up yourself, better unlock the lock.
Time to make the ends meet, its about to drop.
You've put your foot in your mouth a thousand times.
And the possibilities? If you only had a dime.
Your only tactic: Forget yourself.
You can never let her down,
'Cause you know that'd be a crime.

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The Last Royals are a two piece band from New York City comprised of writer/producer Eric James and drummer extraordinaire Mason Ingram. The Last Royals are nascent, having only recently emerged from a joint project that brought the two musicians together in Spring 2010. The connection urged a new chapter in Eric’s career as a musician, evolving him from a solo artist who played under the moniker The Early Hours to one-half of a self-proclaimed pop band.

Read more about The Last Royals on Last.fm.


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