Strange Things Songtext
von John Holt

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