I don´t believe in valentine On a Saturday night Free is my mind When I swim in the wine
We hit the night On a Friday night We´re back on Sunday morning And we sleep ´till Monday night
The trouble in the world Is bigger than mine Is bigger than yours And I heard that before The boys are wild The girls are pretty Pretty like in the old movies
And we hit the night On a Friday night We´re back on Sunday morning And we sleep ´till Monday night
We are old and young beautiful and fresh Banging our heads against the sky Barging our songs and swimming in the wine We´re gonna give the ballerina a chance When she´s dancing a boring dance
And we hit the night On a Friday night We´re back on Sunday morning And we sleep ´till Monday night
Come on boys
We hit the night On a Friday night We´re back on Sunday morning And we sleep ´till Monday night And we hit the night
On a Friday night We´re back on Sunday morning And we sleep ´till Monday night