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  • I dropped my gloves into the stove
    Hymns echoed out the grate
    I fell in love with those electric lights
    That drug me into town so late

    To nimble, cunning, clever nights
    I railed behind them, deputized
    To scrape the lens of Christian eyes

    I'm a Friday night girl
    Bracing for Sunday to come

    I only ever held one love
    Her name was Mary Anne
    She died having a child by her brother
    He died because I murdered him

    I shot him through his jelly eye
    And I won myself his wicked life
    Now I thread-the-needle waltz through mine

    I'm a Friday night girl
    Bracing for Sunday to come

    I emptied onto shifting sheets
    Staring rosary holes in my ceiling
    Waiting for my purpose to deliver
    And reveal itself to me
    But all I hear are subway trains
    Bang against their bedrock lanes
    So I bang a little too ,

    I'm a Friday night girl
    Bracing for Sunday to come
    Bracing for Sunday to come

  • [00:10.81]I dropped my gloves into the stove
    [00:12.95]Hymns echoed out the grate
    [00:15.51]I fell in love with those electric lights
    [00:19.45]That drug me into town so late
    [00:22.46]
    [00:25.60]To nimble, cunning, clever nights
    [00:27.80]I railed behind them, deputized
    [00:30.43]To scrape the lens of Christian eyes
    [00:32.91]
    [00:33.22]I'm a Friday night girl
    [00:35.82]Bracing for Sunday to come
    [00:39.65]
    [00:48.22]I only ever held one love
    [00:50.59]Her name was Mary Anne
    [00:52.98]She died having a child by her brother
    [00:56.77]He died because I murdered him
    [00:59.94]
    [01:03.19]I shot him through his jelly eye
    [01:05.49]And I won myself his wicked life
    [01:07.84]Now I thread-the-needle waltz through mine
    [01:10.69]
    [01:10.96]I'm a Friday night girl
    [01:13.09]Bracing for Sunday to come
    [01:18.05]
    [01:27.77]I emptied onto shifting sheets
    [01:32.13]Staring rosary holes in my ceiling
    [01:37.55]Waiting for my purpose to deliver
    [01:40.96]And reveal itself to me
    [01:43.64]But all I hear are subway trains
    [01:46.10]Bang against their bedrock lanes
    [01:48.41]So I bang a little too ,
    [01:50.52]
    [01:51.15]I'm a Friday night girl
    [01:53.71]Bracing for Sunday to come
    [01:58.92]Bracing for Sunday to come
    [02:03.71]