Strange Things lyrics |
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Strange things happen on a Friday night, Boy meets girl, There's a lot of hugging and kissing, Under the golden moon there shines a silver light, Oh I'd like to be one of them, |
But I'm just a wandering sheep, A wandering sheep on this island, With no one to love me, With no one to care for me, |
That's why I say, Someone please take my hand and let us go, I keep on thinking I wish that it was me. |
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