Strange things happen - on a Friday night
Girls meet boys - and lots of huggin' and kissin'
Under the golden moon - that shines a silver light
ohh - ohh
I'd like to be - one of them
But - I'm like - a wandering sheep - a wandering sheep on this Island
With no one - to love me - with no one - to kiss me
That's why I say ----
Someone - please take my hand - and let us go
I keep on thinking - I wish it was me -