S. Y.

Okey, okey, friday in night on coming Friday in night on coming Friday in night on coming Friday in night on coming And now she's nothing here It's not over the same Today she's gone And i cry again They're never go back Could remember the times I will reach them on my skin Is coming the alarm Today she's gone And cry again Okey, okey, Friday in night on coming Friday in night on coming Friday in night on coming Friday in night on coming