[Verse 1: The Wombats]
Another magical Friday night
I think I'll sit this one at home
Unusual for me I know
But please go ahead
I don't wanna be the blinking rabbit to
Your wildebeest
The jaded lover to his s** machine
You should go ahead
And please give those recycled house tracks my warmest regards
And lock the door if you're home before the sun, oh
[Chorus: The Wombats]
Pink, pink lemonade
And does he kiss you, till your lips explode?
Pink, pink lemonade
And does he take you places I can't afford to go?
Pink lemonade you know I know behind that sugar there's only lies, lies, lies, lies
[Verse 2 : The Wombats]
Another magical Friday night
I wonder what state you're in
In the powder or in the gin?
This one's ending bad
So please give those recycled house tracks my warmest regards
And if you bring him home can you use the spare bedroom? Ohhh
[Chorus: The Wombats]
Pink, pink lemonade
And does he kiss you, till your lips explode?
Pink, pink lemonade
And does he take you places I can't afford to go?
Pink lemonade you know I know behind that sugar there's only lies, lies, lies, lies
[Breakdown: The Wombats]
And that's alright and that's okay
If i can write this song I can play that game
It's all good with me if I know it's all good with you
Cause getting lost in the middle of the in-between
Is only half as frightening as it first may seem
So do what ever you must and I'll do whatever it must take
Pink lemonade
Pink lemonade
Pink lemonade
Pink lemonade