Lyrics

You should bring a friend (Bring a friend) She should bring a friend too (Mhm) You say it's your birthday We gon' get a table, yeah Bring it back to my place (Yeah) We gonna have a Soiree (On a Thursday night, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) On a Thursday night, yeah, (Mhm-hmm) On a Thursday night, yeah (On a Thursday night, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Oh, this ain't even the weekend No (Oh-woah, oh-oh) On a Thursday night, yeah We go up to fifth floor I need all your cell phones This shit ain't for nobody Do this shit in private, yeah Gotta be invited, yeah On a Thursday night (On a Thursday night, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) On a Thursday night, yeah, (Oh-oh) On a Thursday night, yeah (On a Thursday night, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Oh, this ain't even the weekend, no (No, no) On a Thursday night (On a Thursday night, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Oh, Mondays feel like driving in the rain And Tuesday's feel like waking up With nothing on my brain Oh, Wednesday's almost good Enough but nothing's open late I'll wait, and we can do what we Want on a Thursday night, yeah Oh-woah (Oh-woah) On a Thursday night, yeah (On a Thursday night, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Said this ain't even the weekend No (Oh-woah) No (Oh-woah) On a Thursday night (On a Thursday night, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) I never needed you until I needed you I knew immediately I would be with you I'd rather die than never see this through And life without you's inconceivable We do it when we feel the urge We do it when we feel the courage, oh-woah We do it when we need to shine And you in some good hands You in some good, good, good Good, good hands, oh
Writer(s): Leven Seay, Timothy Bullock, Zachary Sekoff, Diego Huaman, Cameron Johnson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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