Strange things happen on a Friday night,
Girls meet boys,
There’s a lot of hugging and kissing,
Under the golden moon that shines a silver light,
Oh oh I’d like to be one of them,
But I’m like a wandering sheep,
A wandering sheep on this island,
With no one to love me,
With no one to kiss me,
That’s why I say,
Someone please take my hand and let us go,
I keep on thinking I wish that it was me.
Strange things happen on a Friday night,
Girls meet boys,
There’s a lot of hugging and kissing,
Under the golden moon that shines a silver light,
Oh oh I’d like to be one of them,
But I’m like a wandering sheep,
A wandering sheep on this island,
With no one to love me,
With no one to kiss me,
That’s why I say,
Someone please take my hand and let us go,
I keep on thinking I wish that it was me.
Mmmummm