Glee - Last Friday Night Lyrics

Glee - Last Friday Night LyricsThere’s a stranger in my bed,There’s a pounding in my headGlitter all over the roomPink flamingos in the poolI smell like a minibarDJ’s passed out in the yardBarbie’s on the barbequeThere’s a hickie or a bruisePictures of last nightEnded up onlineI’m screwedOh wellIt’s a black top blurBut I’m pretty sure it ruledDamn!Last Friday nightYeah we danced on tabletopsAnd