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Friday Video (MV)




Performed By: Nahoa Life
Language: English
Length: 3:21
Written by: Nahoa Ortega, Rosario Ortega




Nahoa Life - Friday Lyrics




(Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday)
Oh, I sit right next to you five days a week
Whole year has passed and yet we hardly speak
Finally I ask if I call would you answer
You tell me maybe at least that's a chance
I call you right when I get home from school
You tell me you'll hit me back if that's cool
I say no worries girl just do your thing
Now I'm here waiting for my phone to ring and

Friday comes
Saturday goes
Sunday passed
Still I don't hear from you, you, you, you
Oh, Friday comes
Saturday goes
Sunday passed
Still I don't know the truth

(Uh, ay, ay, yeah)
I don't know what I should think
Tell me girl how should I feel
I thought when you put them numbers to paper then that was a sign it was real
Now I'm just sitting at home
Playing this game on my phone
Really I'm checking to see if you texting me personalizing your tone
Now it's the weekend and I'm thinking to myself what could have possibly happened
See you laughing with your girlfriends
Good life while I'm sitting in a whirlwind
Ain't no way that I can tell you that I'm hurting
Was you really feeling me I ain't certain
Now what I'm 'posed to say when I see you in the hallway come this Monday morning
Man, I got to shake it off
Maybe I should play it off
Act like I never called
Cause clearly my dearly beloved ain't nothing to say at all
I got to shake it off
Maybe I should play it off
But I'm still here waiting for my phone to ring and

Friday comes (Friday comes)
Saturday goes (Saturday goes)
Sunday passed
Still I don't hear from you (Still I don't hear from you Still I don't hear from you)
Friday comes
Saturday goes
Sunday passed
Still I don't know the truth

(Mhhh)
And now I got to see you Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday
Girl I gotta tell you that your silence it hurts me
I've been thinking 'bout this situation in the worst way
But I gotta tell myself Nahoa don't worry
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday
Girl I gotta tell you that your silence it hurts me
I've been thinking 'bout this situation in the worst way
But I gotta tell myself Nahoa don't worry

Friday comes
Saturday goes
Sunday passed
Still I don't hear from you (Still I don't hear from you Still I don't hear from you)
Oh, Friday comes (Friday comes)
Saturday goes (Saturday goes)
Sunday passed
Still I don't know the truth (Still I don't know the truth Still I don't know the truth)
(Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday)
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(Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday)
Oh, I sit right next to you five days a week
Whole year has passed and yet we hardly speak
Finally I ask if I call would you answer
You tell me maybe at least that's a chance
I call you right when I get home from school
You tell me you'll hit me back if that's cool
I say no worries girl just do your thing
Now I'm here waiting for my phone to ring and

Friday comes
Saturday goes
Sunday passed
Still I don't hear from you, you, you, you
Oh, Friday comes
Saturday goes
Sunday passed
Still I don't know the truth

(Uh, ay, ay, yeah)
I don't know what I should think
Tell me girl how should I feel
I thought when you put them numbers to paper then that was a sign it was real
Now I'm just sitting at home
Playing this game on my phone
Really I'm checking to see if you texting me personalizing your tone
Now it's the weekend and I'm thinking to myself what could have possibly happened
See you laughing with your girlfriends
Good life while I'm sitting in a whirlwind
Ain't no way that I can tell you that I'm hurting
Was you really feeling me I ain't certain
Now what I'm 'posed to say when I see you in the hallway come this Monday morning
Man, I got to shake it off
Maybe I should play it off
Act like I never called
Cause clearly my dearly beloved ain't nothing to say at all
I got to shake it off
Maybe I should play it off
But I'm still here waiting for my phone to ring and

Friday comes (Friday comes)
Saturday goes (Saturday goes)
Sunday passed
Still I don't hear from you (Still I don't hear from you Still I don't hear from you)
Friday comes
Saturday goes
Sunday passed
Still I don't know the truth

(Mhhh)
And now I got to see you Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday
Girl I gotta tell you that your silence it hurts me
I've been thinking 'bout this situation in the worst way
But I gotta tell myself Nahoa don't worry
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday
Girl I gotta tell you that your silence it hurts me
I've been thinking 'bout this situation in the worst way
But I gotta tell myself Nahoa don't worry

Friday comes
Saturday goes
Sunday passed
Still I don't hear from you (Still I don't hear from you Still I don't hear from you)
Oh, Friday comes (Friday comes)
Saturday goes (Saturday goes)
Sunday passed
Still I don't know the truth (Still I don't know the truth Still I don't know the truth)
(Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday)
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Writer: Nahoa Ortega, Rosario Ortega
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