11 O'clock Friday Night Songtext
Some silent night you'll wander off
You'll wander off without a thought
A thousand miles of city life
Without a crowd, in a black out
You and me and everybody else
Your private style leaves me no room
Your silent ways, I can't relate
It's getting dark between the frames
You'll wander off without a thought
A thousand miles of city life
Without a crowd, in a black out
You and me and everybody else
Your private style leaves me no room
Your silent ways, I can't relate
It's getting dark between the frames
I lost my light, you're monday's child
You're monday's child
You're monday's child
JAMES LEITHAUSER, PAUL MAROON
© A SIDE MUSIC LLC D/B/A MODERN WORKS MUSIC PUBLISHING, DOMINO PUBLISHING COMPANY
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© A SIDE MUSIC LLC D/B/A MODERN WORKS MUSIC PUBLISHING, DOMINO PUBLISHING COMPANY
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