Strange Things (Acoustic)

Strange things happen on a friday night. Girls meet 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