CINDY - Friday Night

I don't know how and I don't know when
Mercy please don't ask me again
Some are born and some are made
And some seem to find their own way
There's no thief in the night
Not for me at least
Just more long hours of wishing I could sleep
When it's Friday night on the city streets again
Riding home on the train
Clouds turning gold
We all know that light is not their own
All the boys whistle loud
And the girls holler back
As we fly down the subway track
When it's Friday night on the city streets again
It's easy to believe what you said in the dark
When night is gone I wonder if I heard wrong
Because I don't know how
And I don't know when
Darling could I ask you again?
And would you say in the light
What you said in the dark
You could change the words to all these old songs
If it's Thursday now, then it's Friday next
Ask me and I would say
Take me out on these city streets again
When it's Friday night on the city streets again

Written by:
BEKIR ATES, JASON GILL, HANA TOMA KAMAL, ARI ERIK VEIKKO LEHTONEN

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Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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