Vídeo musical
Créditos
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Katy Perry
Vocals
Dr. Luke
Programming
Max Martin
Programming
Lenny Pickett
Saxophone
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Katy Perry
Songwriter
Max Martin
Songwriter
Bonnie McKee
Songwriter
Lukasz Gottwald
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dr. Luke
Producer
Max Martin
Producer
Tatiana Gottwald
Assistant Recording Engineer
John Hanes
Mixing Engineer
Serban Ghenea
Mixing Engineer
Emily Wright
Recording Engineer
Tucker Bodine
Assistant Recording Engineer
Tim Roberts
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Sam Holland
Recording Engineer
Letras
Ayo, Katy! Let's hit 'em with this remix, baby
(T.G.I.F., T.G.I.F., T.G.I.F.)
Oh, let's go
It's a Friday night, now here we go
I ain't no strippin', but I work the pole
Bartender, can you pour some more?
And I'm so tipsy, comin' out my clothes
Fly high, high, high
And I can't see, so I can't drive
I party 'til I'm out my mind
I kiss on him, but he don't mind
Then I wake up in the morn
I got a guy in my bed like, "Hello, good morn"
Don't remember how I got him home
But Friday night, it was nice and long
Last Friday night
Yeah, we danced on table tops
And we took too many shots
Think we kissed, but I forgot
Last Friday night
Yeah, we maxed our credit cards
And got kicked out of the bars
So we hit the boulevard
Last Friday night
We went streaking in the park
Skinny dipping in the dark
Then had a ménage à trois
Last Friday night
Yeah, I think we broke the law
Always say we're gonna stop-op, ooh-whoa
This Friday night, do it all again
This Friday night, do it all again
Trying to connect the dots
Don't know what to tell my boss
Think the city towed my car
Chandelier is on the floor
Ripped my favorite party dress
Warrant's out for my arrest
Think I need a ginger ale
That was such an epic fail
Pictures of last night ended up online
I'm screwed, oh, well
It's a blacked out blur, but I'm pretty sure it ruled
Damn
Last Friday night
Yeah, we danced on table tops
And we took too many shots
Think we kissed, but I forgot
Last Friday night
Yeah, we maxed our credit cards
And got kicked out of the bars
So we hit the boulevard
Last Friday night
We went streaking in the park
Skinny dipping in the dark
Then had a ménage à trois
Last Friday night
Yeah, I think we broke the law
Always say we're gonna stop-op, ooh-whoa
This Friday night, do it all again (do it all again)
This Friday night, do it all again (do it all again)
This Friday night
T.G.I.F., T.G.I.F.
Let's do this shit like every weekend
T.G.I.F., T.G.I.F., T.G.I.F.
Now pour my drink 'til there ain't nothing left
T.G.I.F., T.G.I.F., T.G.I.F.
Last Friday night
Yeah, we danced on table tops
And we took too many shots
Think we kissed, but I forgot
Last Friday night
Yeah, we maxed our credit cards
And got kicked out of the bars
So we hit the boulevard
Last Friday night
We went streaking in the park
Skinny dipping in the dark
Then had a ménage à trois
Last Friday night
Yeah, I think we broke the law
Always say we're gonna stop-op, ooh-whoa
This Friday night, do it all again
Writer(s): Katy Perry, Lukasz Gottwald, Bonnie Leigh Mckee, Max Martin
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