Freezing Fridays fleeing from me.
I’ve seen you around, I don’t know what you think of me.
The colors in the air never scared you like they should.
I saw it in your face so I told you and you understood.
I wanna be your friend.
I wanna ask your advice on a weekday,
I wanna plan something nice for the weekend.
I wanna be your friend.
Ooh I wanna ask your advice on a weekday,
I wanna plan something nice for the weekend.
Sustenance on Sunday sold me.
People speak all week, I’ve just forgotten what they told me.
The stories in your hair that you carry are infinite.
I’d be lying if I said that I didn’t wanna lay in it.
I wanna be your friend.
I wanna ask your advice on a weekday,
I wanna plan something nice for the weekend.
I wanna be your friend.
Ooh I wanna ask your advice on a weekday,
I wanna plan something nice for the weekend.
The stories in your hair that you carry all around,
I’d be lying if I said that I didn’t wanna hear ‘em now.
The stories in your hair that you carry all around,
I’d be lying if I said that I didn’t wanna tear it out.
I wanna be your friend.
Ooh, I wanna ask your advice on a weekday,
I wanna plan something nice for the weekend.
I wanna be your friend.
Ooh I wanna stay at your side on a weekday,
I wanna see inside your eyes on the weekend.
