Ok... lyrics go like this... Come Around on the Floor Clear the haze the night before Kick my shoes, kick my clothes Paint myself a toothpaste smile It’s a bathroom ritual & making myself beautiful But it never goes to plan Spill my Tea & burn my hand. Take a leak, sneak a peak Through the window at next doors Mrs. Hanging washing on the line And her legs are looking fine Hope I find the same delight It’s my mission Friday Night All aboard on the floor, All aboard on the floor, All aboard on the floor, On the floor, And my brain owes to the memory Of the evening goes away And then the smile Find a Girl, Take her Home Tell her lies; fill her mind with dirty pictures But she knows just what you’re thinking Feel your chances quickly sinking, do I blame it on the drinking? Another door slammed in my face, better get back in the race. Thx anyone who can help me! xoxoxox