| Take Control |
| Thursday night - the feeling's right Here comes the weekend, here comes the night Gotta stay awake to stay up late They don't give a shit, they don't give a fuck When the music's high in their spaced out club When the alcohol rushes through their brains And they lose control with the drugs they take Ooh ... Take me to oblivion Make me forget I stumble and I fall got my back to the wall I snug with the strangers flirting at the bar (x2) Friday night - the feeling's right This is the weekend, the second night Gotta stay awake to stay up late, oh yeah Don't wanna see the sun 'cause it hurts their eyes Sleep the day away, come out at night Pick up strangers, gotta get laid Before the night is over they forget their names Ooh ... Take me to oblivion Make me forget I stumble and I fall got my back to the wall I snug with the strangers flirting at the bar (x2) Saturday night - the feeling's right When it comes to Sunday, they're riding high Gotta stay awake to stay up late Need another drink to socialize And a line of coke to feel real nice Monday morn' they're in a lousy state But they got three days to recuperate Ooh ... Take me to oblivion Make me forget I stumble and I fall got my back to the wall I snug with the strangers flirting at the bar (x2) |