Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E) Verse 1: Em A D F# Friday night, the open window breathes life A And I detect New Amsterdam upon its breath Em7 It’s laughing uninhibited A I hear it's clumsy footsteps on the pavement, stumbling to bed Em A F# D Friday night, may I suggest the cooking wine? Em It's salty in a tasteless way and young in age A It pairs well with the mood today D D7 So pucker up and take a drink now quickly
Chorus: D Em Oh what fun it is, laughing at nothing A D D7 By this age we all have it down B7 Em A half full glass spills so easily A D But fear not, there's always next round (funky instrumental) Verse 2: Em A Dm7 Friday night, tired neon slithers through a sign A It stalks the wanderers of the night within plain sight Em A And offers them a juicy bite of fruit aged long enough to be a very special kind of ripe Em7 And in those bites you'll be amused A Your lips will smack until they bruise Dm7 Your appetite will be profuse Gmaj7 Your tongue will clean your dishes too Em And when your make-out session ends A The next one will quickly begin D But this time from the other end D7 As bile kisses your inner lips Chorus: Dmaj7 Em Oh what fun it is, laughing at nothing A D D7 By this age we all have it down B7 Em A half full glass spills so easily A7 D But fear not, there's always next round
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