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Cigars and whiskeys
A table full of fake lashes
And expensive colognes
People with money
And women to spend on
Men looking for extensive night plugs
And women in need of adventures
Its like a secret society underground
We all know what we want
We don’t see the need to talk about it
Tequilla shots and whispers
A lass with fake Louboutin
And men with borrowed cars
Music wafts from wall to wall
People glare from glass to ass
And from ring fingers to shoes
Its not a good day to care
Monday takes care of that
So we raise glasses in the air
And pour our hearts to the flair
Red wines and cheap talk
It’s a good day to build castles
And meet strangers we like
Talk about nothing all night
And fill the air with laughters
Suppress our thoughts with wine
And make booty calls for the night
Be in a room with no judgment
And feel normal for once in a week
It’s a Friday night, and the skies are bright