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Consider: Faced with confronting her youthful indiscretions, Ms. Black is now trying to “Trying to get Friday out of my head.” Yet she’s still on the cusp of adulthood; the world of sleepy Sunday nights and the drudgery of Monday mornings. Older now than she was then, Ms. Black and company can now “party all night,” a privilege of adolescence she wasn’t afforded in tweenhood. Yet beneath the perky chords lies a refrain of sadness, as if Ms. Black already knows that by the time ‘Sunday’ roles around, she will no longer have any weekend left to which to live for.