The Wombats - Pink Lemonade lyrics

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 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 'til 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 'til 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
And 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