Well, there hasn't been a party on a Saturday night
When
Caught in the middle of a moonbeam, oh a flicker
If ever you're feelin' lonely
I know that I am not
A long tailed cat sitting by the old rocking chair
Now
Better not lie before it's too late, I wanna know
Do do do
Hey little girl won't you meet me at
Ain't no use to keep taking abuse
From a friend who
I pick me up by the seat of my pants
And
Something inside of me won't let me begin the day
Something
It's not the way that you say adieu
That leaves behind
If you ever get the travelin' blues
And you need a
I'm thinking about when I was a sailor
Spent my time
When I was a child
So wild and free
Sometimes I'd stumbled
Or
Don't do anything mellow at the Whiskey
Jimmy says I'm so
There's a wren in a willow wood
Flies so high and
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