| Well I was driving in my car
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| With fourteen women after me Down Fifth Avenue
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| A friday night it just to be She was standing on the corner
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| Thumbing a ride
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| I said: «Hop in baby
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| Scoot closer by my side»
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| Honey let’s go riding you look so exciting
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| Where have you been hiding?
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| Chorus:
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| Friday night, feeling tight
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| Friday night, think she might
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| Friday night, friday night
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| There’s no telling what you’ll find
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| Cruising on a friday night
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| She didn’t say a word
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| She just kept those big blue eyes on me
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| I wondered what she could be thinkin'
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| As she put her little hand on my knee
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| I took another sip of malted brew
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| And then I looked in her eyes
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| And as I sank into her baby blues
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| I thought «My oh my»
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| There’s no use in fighting you look so exciting
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| Where have you been hiding girl?
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| Chorus
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| Cruising on a friday night
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| Cruising on a friday night
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| Cruising on a friday night |