[tag line] Sam J B [intro] Mmmmmm oh oh oh (another one) Verse 1 It’s Friday, Gypsy’s got the feels, Texting every group chat, making weekend deals. “Who’s about? What’s the plan tonight?” Boys? Wine? The Crows? Yeah, it sounds just right. She clocks out after another long day, Dreaming of escaping, getting carried away. But she walks through the door, Mum’s already smiling, “You’re staying in with me…” but Gypsy ain’t buying. Pre-Chorus She says, “I’ve had enough of sitting on this sofa, Watching every Friday disappear.” One little sentence starts a hurricane, The guilt trips ringing in her ears. Chorus ‘Cause it’s another Friday night, Gypsy just wants to live her life. She don’t want no drama, no, She just wants somewhere else to go. Mother says, “The world’s too bad, You’re my princess, stay with Mum instead.” But Gypsy’s dreaming, looking outside… She’s in the dog house… (Ha-ha-ha!) ⸻ Verse 2 Arguments flying from room to room, Now she’s grounded in her bedroom gloom. Silence falls, no words to say, Just cold shoulders every single day. The sun goes down, the house goes still, Mother’s asleep, the coast looks chill. Gypsy grins with a mischievous smile, Sneaks downstairs, takes her time. There’s a waiting boy outside in his car, Windows down underneath the stars. She laughs all night, forgets her fears, For a little while she’s finally free. Pre-Chorus Now she’s creeping through the hallway, Quiet as a little mouse. She slips into bed, thinks she’s got away… Till morning shakes the house! ⸻ Chorus ‘Cause it’s another Friday night, Gypsy just wants to live her life. She don’t want no drama, no, She just wants somewhere else to go. Mother says, “The world’s too bad, You’re my princess, stay with Mum instead.” But Gypsy’s dreaming, looking outside… She’s in the dog house… (Ha-ha-ha!) ⸻ Bridge (Breakdown) Mother knows best, that’s what she says, “The world’s too big, it’s dangerous.” “You’ll stay with me next weekend too, So don’t get any funny ideas.” Gypsy sighs, rolls her eyes, Thinking there’s got to be another life. She loves her Mum but can’t you see? She just wants room to breathe. ⸻ Final Chorus (Big, anthemic) It’s another Friday night, Gypsy’s gonna chase the lights. Maybe boys, maybe wine, Maybe dancing till sunrise. She don’t want no drama, no, She just wants to watch life flow. One day she’ll spread her wings and fly, No more tears, no more goodbyes. Mother says, “You’re still my girl,” Trying to shelter her from the world. But Gypsy smiles, she’ll be alright… Gypsy in the dog house… (Ha-ha-ha!) Gypsy in the dog house… (Ha-ha-ha!) One day she’s gonna live her life! (Whoa-oh-oh… Friday night!)
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