Sweet Follow
Sweet F.A. lyrics
Well it's Friday night
I need a fight
If she don't spread
I'm gonna bust her head
The guy has gone mad
'Cause his chicks been had
What can we do
When there's four of you
Sweet F A, never gonna make it
Sweet F A, people think we fake it
Sweet F A, now we're gonna take it
Sweet F A
Try to pull me out
Like a Roustabout
Gonna spend my bread
Then I'll kick your head
You're just my size
But if you're so wise
See the chick in black
Sweet F A, never gonna make it
Sweet F A, people think we fake it
Sweet F A, now we're gonna take it
Sweet F A
Yeah, the Hurstle's now
Really nice somehow
See the street car scene
From the black Limousine
Shout it out
Let it all hang out
But you won't get rough
'Cause it's all a bluff
Sweet F A, never gonna make it
Sweet F A, people think we fake it
Sweet F A, now we're gonna take it
Sweet F A
Well it's Friday night
I need a fight
If she don't spread
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