Friday Night

The moon must know it's Friday, he's been drinking all night
 Crooning and swooning,
 he says come dance in the half-light
 So you whirl out a step, choreographed by wine
 And you dance with the moon, the stars, and the stop sign
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 In my mind, I see a lifetime of tonights
 But I'll keep that thought sealed tight
 Live for the moment that is tonight
 There's no rain in the gutters, the moon's fully bright
 Let it shine all it's power,
 I may not get another Friday night...
 You whirl and a child-like wisdom glows on your face
 The moon you have embraced You left him spell-bound, staggered, in his starry, starry place
 Round, round, round, he's spinning round you, round you
 Dancing, twirling, in a wild lunar chase
 Though the moon's all but eclipsed tonight
 By curtains and candlelight He's tapping at me through the window pane
 In his top hat and cane...