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I remember when I was a lil younger I lived for Friday's. I would play that song..."Just Got Paid, it's Friday night" I would have my music bumping in my green pontiac grand-am and I would be heading to the daiquiri shop and revving up to hang out on the lakefront that weekend and eat some crawfish.
I remember those days with my high school friends we would go to the club and no one would be dancing....WTH. I didn't come here so we could look at each other drink. I would dare my friend "S" to walk across the dance floor when no one was dancing and when she get to the middle of the floor she had to strike a pose and come back. She always did it and I would wait until the best songs were on. My last remembrance was when "Nasty Girl" was on and she did it. People were looking at her as if she was crazy...and we would laugh so hard until I would almost pee on myself. I can still picture it as if it were yesterday.
I hated when a ugly guy offered to buy me a drink because I knew the poor fella would want to follow me for the rest of the night. So I would decline his offer. Every time I look up there he is staring in my eyeballs still asking if I am ready for that drink now. NO! Leave me alone.
I also hated when I was in my element on the dance floor dancing the night away and some freak would come up behind me and just stand there so my butt could touch his privates. That was the worst. I would give him the meanest look and he knew to back it up. I loved being out but I didn't like guys that tried to crowd my space. If I want to dance with you I will let you know. Back up off of a sistah and let her enjoy her night.
It's Friday... I may not get that weekly or bi-weekly pay check anymore but I sure can hear that song playing in the back of my mind.
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