Friday night it was late, I was walking you home We got down to the gate, I was dreaming of the night Would it turn out right? How to tell you girl, I want to build my world around you Wanna tell you that it's true I wanna make you understand I'm talking about a lifetime plan
Well that's the way it began, we were hand-in-hand Glen Miller's band was better than before We yelled and screamed for more And those Porter's tunes made us dance across the room It ended all too soon On the way back home I promised you'd never be alone
CHORUS Hurry, don't be late I can't hardly wait I said to myself when we're old We'll go dancing in the dark, walking through the park And reminiscing
Friday night it was late, I was walking you home We got down to the gate, I was dreaming of the night Would it turn out right? Now as the years roll on, each time we hear our favourite song The memories come along Older times we're missing, spending the hours reminiscing
*repeat chorus*
Compositor: Graham George Goble ECAD: Obra #4454990 Fonograma #3343132