Friday Night Fever Lyrics
I love the sound of a jukebox playing,
So I sit here while she's staying home
Watching Dallas on T. V.
I love the taste of whiskey straight,
But the strongest thing she ever takes
Is a sip from a small glass of chablis.
Though birds of a different feather,
Our love keeps us together,
And she knows what's wrong with me tonight,
I've got that Friday Night Fever
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