Strange Things

Strange things happen on a friday night.
 Girls, beach boys, and lots of hugging and kissing.
 Under the golden moon, that shines a silver light.
 ooooooooh. I'd like to be one of them.
 But time like a wondering sheep, a wondering sheep
 on this island
 with no one to love me,
 with no one to kiss me
 Thats why i saaaaaay.
 Some one please take my hand
 and let us go.
 I keep on thinking, I wish it was me.
 Strange things happen on a friday night.
 Girls, beach boys, and lots of hugging and kissing.
 Under the golden moon, that shines a silver light.
 ooooooooh. I'd like to be one of them.
 But time like a wondering sheep, a wondering sheep
 on this island
 with no one to love me,
 with no one to kiss me
 Thats why i saaaaaay.
 Some one please take my hand
 and let us go.
 I keep on thinking, I wish it was me.
 mmmmmmmm