Last Friday Night

So, I like a cheesy pop song as much as the next girl. I know the lyrics are just fun and catchy and shouldn't read like a novel on the New York Times bestseller list. I guess it gets me when I'm just driving along totally agreeing with and "feeling" a song and then some lyrics slip in and I think "whaaatt?? why?? that's not how it is!!" For example the newish single from Katy Perry, Last Friday Night. I like the song. If I was in college, I'd love the song. Great college song. But some of these lyrics seem to cross the line just a tad for me. Below are the lyrics and I'll insert my commentary. 


There's a stranger in my bed, (okay, yes that happens in college...come on. we all know stories.)
There's a pounding my head (hangover duh! totally!)
Glitter all over the room (okay, i wore glitter lotion to a couple date parties. don't judge me)
Pink flamingos in the pool (guessing that's a California thing)
I smell like a minibar (oh the horror of waking up and smelling of vodka)
DJ's passed out in the yard (fancy party with a dj!)
Barbie's on the barbeque (yeah, you lost me)

There's a hickie or a bruise (well, that's slutty. but, let's be real, it happens.)
Pictures of last night
Ended up online
I'm screwed
Oh well (i've been struggling with this since freshmen year. then it was Party Pics. now it's Facebook. ugg.)
It's a black top blur
But I'm pretty sure it ruled (more like it's a blacked out blur and i'm pretty sure my anxiety is at an all time high)

Last Friday night
Yeah we danced on tabletops (not allowed in my sorority, but it's happened)
And we took too many shots ( uggg)
Think we kissed but I forgot (well, that doesn't make that person feel very good)

Last Friday night
Yeah we maxed our credit cards (all those shots??)
And got kicked out of the bar (ohhh THAT girl at the bar. too drunk to stand.)
So we hit the boulevard

Last Friday night
We went streaking in the park (never done it but great cliche college thing to do)
Skinny dipping in the dark (same with the streaking in the park)
Then had a menage a trois (now what??! thrown off. NO. this does NOT happen. and it's like no big deal like the same as taking to many shots. NO and NO. 
Last Friday night
Yeah I think we broke the law (again. NO no no. thrown off again. broke the law. like a DUI?? like loitering? how severe of a law are we talking?)
Always say we're gonna stop-op
Whoa-oh-oah

This Friday night
Do it all again (the menage a trois and the breaking of the law???)
This Friday night
Do it all again (i think i would advise you not to do it again. especially if you want to run for office someday)

Trying to connect the dots
Don't know what to tell my boss (you work on Saturdays? that sucks. is it at the Sunglass Hut? someone will get that. ha. ) 
Think the city towed my car (yeah, that happens to almost everyone. i completely lost my car once.)
Chandelier is on the floor (okay, party causalities. that happens. broken glasses etc. chandelier is a little extreme, but i'm still on the same page.)
With my favorite party dress (who hasn't accidentally fallen asleep/passed out in your going out clothes?)
Warrants out for my arrest (again, NO, you lost me yet AGAIN. or am i dorky or should you not be getting wasted when there are warrants out for your arrest.)
Think I need a ginger ale
That was such an epic fail (wait. what was an epic fail? did she not get the ginger ale?)

Pictures of last night
Ended up online
I'm screwed
Oh well
It's a blacked out blur
But I'm pretty sure it ruled


Damn

Last Friday night
Yeah we danced on table tops
And we took too many shots
Think we kissed but I forgot

Last Friday night
Yeah we maxed our credits card (bad credit is really no laughing matter in this economy)
And got kicked out of the bars
So we hit the boulevards

Last Friday night
We went streaking in the park
Skinny dipping int he dark
Then had a menage a trois
Yeah I think we broke the law
Always say we're gonna stop-op (no but really, you should stop. can't you just have a couple of casual cocktails with your friends??)
Oh whoa oh

This Friday night
Do it all again
Do it all again
This Friday night
Do it all again
Do it all again
This Friday night

T.G.I.F.
T.G.I.F.
T.G.I.F.
T.G.I.F.
T.G.I.F.
T.G.I.F.

Last Friday night
Yeah we danced on table tops
And we took too many shots
Think we kissed but I forgot (doesn't that get old? don't you want to KNOW who you are kissing??)

Last Friday night
Yeah we maxed our credit cards (you're never going to purchase a home. seriously. never.)
And got kicked out of the bar
So we hit the boulevard

Last Friday night
We went streaking in the park
Skinny dipping in the dark
Then had a menage a trois (oh just your normal Friday night routine again with the menage a trois. NORMAL.)

Last Friday night
Yeah I think we broke the law (i hope you're on an episode of COPS)
Always say we're gonna stop (obviously, you'll stop when you're in rebab)
Oh-whoa-oh
This Friday night
Do it all again (okay. now you're just disgusting.)


Am I too old to listen to pop music?? Have I just never partied that hard?? Ugg. I'll have to save these riveting questions for later. My boss just gave me an assignment and then proceeded to leave. I love assignments at the end of the day. LOVE them.