Salina Sias Midnight On a Thursday lyrics

And they said don't bother the man with a woman by his side
Leave them playing the game that satisfies the mind
But it's about time I tried to be a little unkind
Things are slow back at home
I could use a new place to go

And they said please, honey, is that whiskey in your drink?
You can't make a good boy change his mind in a week
So, I poured me another round of the Jameson I found
And I said she ‘ain't got no purdy little diamond ring

He's like a candy-colored bone to an ill-tempered hound
Who sinks her teeth into flesh, she likes a big, juicy mess
And if that's what I have to be
I'll be the bitch he marries at twenty-three

Chorus:

It's getting close to midnight on a Thursday, baby
And if you get it right, it's like a Sunday morning
When you're thinkin' ‘bout church, you just have to confess
A new religion is worth every second of his breath
And you're lyin' on the bed, tellin' him this is how it is

Keep me happy, off the street, I want a big, fat ring, and
I'll be singing like a queen every night of the week
With a little something sweet on Thursday

And I grabbed that Irish whiskey by the long neck of the bottle
It was nearly empty, but just enough to please
And, it's about time a lady became a woman inside
I took it slow; he didn't know
I'd be making his place my home
And I said, please, honey, can you finish my drink?
I can't make it home alone after one sip of this neat
So, he poured me another around of the Jameson I found
And he said, keep me company

You're like a sweet-flavored, red-velvet cake with a twist
It's a complicated mix of them Mexican limes
And if that's what you're gonna be
I'll be your bitch at thirty-three

(Repeat Chorus)