CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : Friday Night

Riding on my bike
Riding on my bike on Friday night
Thought my hopeless lies
Thought my hopeless lies were gone by now
Tell me you’re not going home
Tell me I should go back inside
Let me fall between the lines
Looking for the right place to hide

Oohoo Oohoo Oohoo Oohoo
Oohoo Oohoo Oohoo Oohoo

Riding on my bike
Riding on my bike on Friday night
Thought my hopeless lies
Thought my hopeless lies were gone by now
Tell me you’re not going home
Tell me I should go back inside
Dry my eyes so you won’t go
Cause I feel you’re always behind

Oohoo Oohoo Oohoo Oohoo
Oohoo Oohoo Oohoo Oohoo