Friday He’s My Toy

Yesterday I tweeted one of my #Inktober18 images, and a conversation about remaking a song by The Cure ensued… and here it is. It’s just a fun change of lyrics.

I don't care if he turns blue
Or turns gray next to my shoe
He'd scream if he really knew
It's Friday he's my toy
 
Made so small he’d fall apart
Break his mind and break his heart
Oh, he's my little work of art
It’s Friday he's my toy
 
He will say, "Wait!"
And try to run but it's too late
Because I never hesitate
 
I don't care if he sees black
He might have a heart attack
I am never looking back
It's Friday he's my toy
 
I will grab him by the head
Plunge him deep and stay in bed
And make him turn purple and red
It's Friday he's my toy
 
He will say, "Wait!"
And try to run but it's too late
Because I never hesitate
 
Brought up to my eyes
It's a wonderful surprise
To shrink his size as my spirits rise
Throwing out my frown
And just smiling at the sound
Of a squeak and a shriek
Shrinking down and down
Always feels very right
It's such a gorgeous sight
To wake him in the middle of the night
I can never get enough
Enough of this stuff
It's Friday
He's my toy
 
I don't care if he turns blue
Or turns gray next to my shoe
He'd scream if he only knew
It's Friday he's my toy
 
Made so small he’d fall apart
Break his mind and break his heart
He's my little work of art
It’s Friday he's my toy

Songwriters: Boris Williams / Perry Bamonte / Porl Thompson / Robert James Smith / Simon Gallup
Friday I’m in Love lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Loving parody: Undersquid