I went out on Friday night.
Went to find my love.
Lover of the evening,
One night stand,
I hitched up my bra,
Cut two more inches of my halter dress,
Mis sur mon baise moi pompes,
And was ready to go.
I club hopped,
Saw some friends everywhere I went,
Took shots with old lovers,
Laughed for what seemed like days.
Went to my last bar of the evening,
And there you were.
You weren’t supposed to be here.
You were the reason I disappeared.