Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Another magical Friday night, I think I'll sit this one at home
Unusual for me, I know, but please go ahead
[Verse 2]
I don't wanna be the blinking rabbit to your wildebeest
The jaded lover to his sex machine, you should go ahead
[Verse 3]
And please give those recycled house tracks my warmest regards
And lock the door if you're home before the sun, oh
[Verse 4]
Pink, pink lemonade
And does he kiss you till your lips explode?
Pink, pink lemonade
And does he take you places I can't afford to go?
Pink lemonade, you know I
Know behind that sugar there's only lies
Lies, lies, lies
[Verse 5]
Another magical Friday night, I wonder what state you're in
In the powder or in the gin, this one's ending bad
[Verse 6]
So please give those recycled house tracks my warmest regards
And if you bring him home, can you use the spare bedroom? Oh
[Verse 7]
Pink, pink lemonade
And does he kiss you till your lips explode?
Pink, pink lemonade
And does he take you places I can't afford to go?
Pink lemonade, you know I
Know behind that sugar there's only lies
Lies, lies, lies
[Verse 8]
And that's alright and that's okay
If I can write this song, I can play that game
And it's all good with me if I know it's all good with you
'Cause getting lost in the middle of the in between
It's only half as frightening as it first may seem
So do whatever you must and I'll do whatever it must take
[Verse 9]
Pink lemonade
Pink lemonade
Pink lemonade
Pink lemonade
Written by: Dan Haggis, Matthew Murphy, Tord Øverland Knudsen
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