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Another magical Friday night

I think I'll sit this one at home

Unusual for me I know but please go ahead

I don't want to be the blinking rabbit to your wildebeest

The jaded lover to a sex machine you should go ahead

And please give those recycled horse tracks my warmest regards

And lock the door if your home before the sun oh

Pink pink lemonade and

Does he kiss you till your lips explode

Pink pink lemonade

Does he take you places I can't afford to go

Pink lemonade you know I

Know behind that sugar there's only lies lies lies lies

Another magical Friday night

I wonder what state your in

In the powder or in the gym this ones ending bad

So please give those recycled horse tracks my warmest regards

And if you bring him home can you use the spare bedroom

Pink pink lemonade and

Does he kiss you till your lips explode

Pink pink lemonade

Does he take you places I can't afford to go

Pink lemonade you know I

Know behind that sugar there's only lies lies lies lies

And that's alright and that's okay

If I can write this song I can play that game

And it's all good with me if I know it's all good with you

Cause getting lost in the middle of the in-between

Is only half as frighting as it first may seem

So do whatever you must love do whatever it must take

Pink lemonade

Pink lemonade

Pink lemonade

Pink lemonade

Pink Lemonade - The Wombats