| Friday night it was late, I was walking you home
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| We got down to the gate, I was dreaming of the night
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| Would it turn out right?
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| How to tell you girl, I want to build my world around you
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| Wanna tell you that it’s true
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| I wanna make you understand I’m talking about a lifetime plan
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| Well that’s the way it began, we were hand-in-hand
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| Glen Miller’s band was better than before
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| We yelled and screamed for more
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| And those Porter’s tunes made us dance across the room
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| It ended all too soon
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| On the way back home I promised you’d never be alone
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| Hurry, don’t be late
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| I can’t hardly wait
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| I said to myself when we’re old
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| We’ll go dancing in the dark, walking through the park
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| And reminiscing
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| Friday night it was late, I was walking you home
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| We got down to the gate, I was dreaming of the night
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| Would it turn out right?
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| Now as the years roll on, each time we hear our favourite song
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| The memories come along
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| Older times we’re missing, spending the hours reminiscing
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| Hurry, don’t be late
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| I can’t hardly wait
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| I said to myself when we’re old
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| We’ll go dancing in the dark, walking through the park
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| And reminiscing |