Used to be a little punk
Then she suddenly grew up Like she stepped into a time warp
She’s tattooed with old school flash
And listening to Johnny Cash
As though it somehow makes her interesting
Don’t you know
First! We’re gonna get all dressed up Next! We’re gonna get all messed up Third! We’re gonna get all scraped up From the floor and start it all over now
Once upon a time that kid
Didn’t care if he fit in But he felt like such a nobody
Now every night he’s buying drinks
For the scenesters ‘cause he thinks
It’ll boost his popularity
Don’t you know
First! We’re gonna get all dressed up Next! We’re gonna get all messed up Third! We’re gonna get all scraped up From the floor and start it all over now
First! We’re gonna get all dressed up Next! We’re gonna get all messed up Third! We’re gonna get all used up And wrung out in a Friday night nation
First! We’re gonna get all dressed up Next! We’re gonna get all messed up Third! We’re gonna get all scraped up From the floor and start it all over now
First! We’re gonna get all dressed up Next! We’re gonna get all messed up Third! We’re gonna get all used up And wrung out in a Friday night nation
They don’t want to be alone (on Friday night)