Alright, Alright

I wish I knew
What lovers do
On a fuckin' Friday night
But I'm out again
In this crowded den
Another fuckin' Friday night

When he's holding you like this
Kissing every inch of you
Touching that only he can do
I pray I find someone that might
A man who stays with me at night
A feeling that makes it alright, alright

Alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright
Alright, alright

I wish I knew
What lovers do
On a fuckin' Sunday night
But I'm home again
In this goddamn bed
Another fuckin' Sunday night

When he's holding you like this
Kissing every inch of you
Touching that only he can do
I pray I find someone that might
A man who stays with me at night
A feeling that makes it alright, alright

Alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright
Alright

If I'm not made for love, then what for?
If I'm not made for love, then what for?
Why can't I close the door?
Why can't I close the door?

When he's holding you like this
Kissing every inch of you
Touching that only he can do
I pray I find someone that might
A man who stays with me at night
A feeling that makes it alright, alright