Woorden: Scooter. Wicked!. Zebras Crossing The Street.

Leaving the whole week behind
Stop the trouble, open your mind
Is this the life you want to live
Clear up your mind, zebras crossing the street
Loosing control, everything is in your hand
Running around, down the street
Buying some frozen food, put it in the fridge
Turn up the music louder

Thank god it's friday