Текст песни
In the heat of the morning, I slung on my heals
And ran as fast as I could
My boss had been calling about the new deals
Completely ruining my mood
Who knew that the weather had PMS
And was planning to storm through the eve
I guess I’ll be swimming my way to my home
With water falling right off my sleeve
It’s raging, it's storming
It whole-heartedly pouring
I know I’m wet to the bone
But thank god it’s Friday
And home I am wading
And nothing can dampen my mood!
It’s true it’s been pouring, I’m getting the feels
That I’ll freeze to death on the spot
But I’ll drip on flooring – to hell with ideals
As soon as the key’s in the slot
Who knew that the weather had PMS
And was planning to storm through the eve
I guess I’ll be swimming my way to my home
With water pouring right off my sleeve
It’s storming, It’s raging
It whole-heartedly pouring
I know I’m wet to the bone
But thank god it’s Friday
And home I am wading
And nothing can dampen my mood!
Goodbye to my heals – you were my good friends
Begone my mascara – you ran
At home it all good, and warm, and not wet
This storm was truly a scam
It’s pouring, It’s raging
It whole-heartedly storming
I know I’m wet to the bone
But thank god it’s Friday
And home I am wading
And nothing can dampen my mood!
