Friday's Love

So walking down the boulevard It was late it was cold I [?] heard my car Told her that I live not far away She was welcome if she needed a place to stay She told me that she was just new in town She need some help to learn her way around Then she turned and smiled at me And slowly slipped her way into the seat Every Friday's love is Monday's memory Who every lover loves is lesson someday This is how [?] talk to me I took her home I took her in my arms I knew that this was what she wanted all along Held her close and I whispered in her ear Told her things I thought I'd never dare Well I wasn't was it just alright was it than just okay Then she turned and smiled and me and slowly slid beneath the sheet Every Friday's love is Monday's memory Who every lover loves is lesson someday This is how [?] talk to me I coulda just drove off left where will I belong I coulda have just kept going just gone on home But when she turned and smiled at me Couldn't let this young thing walk the street Every Friday's love is Monday's memory Who every lover loves is lesson someday This is how [?] talk to me Every Friday's love is Monday's memory Who every lover loves this lesson someday This is how [?] talk to me