Pink Lemonade

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 a sex 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
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
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?
Oh
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
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 whatever you must and I'll do whatever it must take
Pink lemonade
Pink lemonade
Pink lemonade
Pink lemonade