I've been taking my time
Just to get it right
Drawing faces on a steamed up window
In the dead of night
But I don't wanna face you
Don't wanna tell you the truth
I know you won't believe me
You're gonna hit the roof
 
It's Friday night and I'm coming home
It's Friday night and I'm coming home yeah
It's Friday night and I'm coming home
It's Friday night and I'm coming home to you
 
I won a prize at a fairground attraction
By the neon sign
I threw a ball in the pouring rain
I had to make it mine
When in doubt you should hold your hands up
To what you've said and done
You look just like a shop floor dummy
Down the barrel of a gun
 
It's Friday night and I'm coming home
It's Friday night and I'm coming home yeah
It's Friday night and I'm coming home
It's Friday night and I'm coming home to you
 
It's the same old same old
When you've made up your mind
I need to find some understanding
You're just cruel to be kind
 
I greased the palms of every monkey
Because you want it all
I tasted sugar and it's not so sweet
You treat me like a fool
 
It's Friday night and I'm coming home
It's Friday night and I'm coming home yeah
It's Friday night and I'm coming home
It's Friday night and I'm coming home to you
 
It's Friday night and I'm coming home
It's Friday night and I'm coming home yeah
It's Friday night and I'm coming home
It's Friday night and I'm coming home to you