Chorus:
It’s the FRI FRI FRI
The F-R-I
Didn’t mean to inhale and get so high
We bumped bumped bumped
And now the baby is the result
The FRI FRI FRI
The F-R-I
Fortuitous Rooftop Incident
Verse:
My flirtatious testosterone
Is attracted to your oestrogen
Biology is what we should study
If safely we want to proceed
But unfortunately we had too many to drink
I followed your lead to above the ceiling
Out of the door against the wall
You and me are taking compulsion to its toll
Chorus:
It’s the FRI FRI FRI
The F-R-I
Didn’t mean to inhale and get so high
We bumped bumped bumped
And now the baby is the result
The FRI FRI FRI
The F-R-I
Fortuitous Rooftop Incident
Verse:
Yes I know the lyrics to this song suck
But so does the opportunity on the roof that we took
We don’t really know each other
But we’re now joined through your womb
Cos that’s my child that you’re having real soon
I enjoyed the sex
But don’t like the consequence
Realised there’s loads of men
That relate to my spot
But I’m gonna be in that baby’s life
Because I enjoyed it so much I want you as my wife
Chorus:
It’s the FRI FRI FRI
The F-R-I
Didn’t mean to inhale and get so high
We bumped bumped bumped
And now the baby is the result
The FRI FRI FRI
The F-R-I
Fortuitous Rooftop Incident
Verse:
9 months passing by
We singing a lullaby
We realised
That we must ride or die
Our feelings towards each other
Are becoming affectionate
Starting to believe that the accidental event
Was deliberate
Chorus:
It’s the FRI FRI FRI
The F-R-I
Didn’t mean to inhale and get so high
We bumped bumped bumped
And now the baby is the result
The FRI FRI FRI
The F-R-I
Fortuitous Rooftop Incident
Quote:
We bumped bumped bumped
And now the baby is the result
Quote:
My flirtatious testosterone
Is attracted to your oestrogen
Biology is what we should study
If safely we want to proceed
I think I'm going to just submit Take A Bow. I'm probably going out this week anyway so I'd rather go out on a shady mess rather than a boring uninspired ballad.
You open the door and say
It's not working out, I'm gay
I close my eyes and pray
that I won't have to sashay away
No, no, not today bae, you'll say,
"shonte, you stay."
I cry, and shout "slay!"