Friday saw you twice

Friday saw you twice and i´m here for your seat
She saw you twice and no point turning away
Gave up a lot of time to be with that bitch of a day
Sweet bitch that would try to mistreat

Friday saw you coming
and hooked you up to weekend optimism
Friday controlled you something
You saw friday twice speechless and priceless

Friday held you up showed you the sun
Some taboos and promise of something more when
there was nothing.
Saturday squatted and abaded morning sent

Dawn trod on friday´s farewell roughly
the waving bitch who was responsible bowed
introducing the weekend and now
Through screen glass breasts friday struts her stuff