Garrett Klahn Friday Nights 1969
Friday nights
They're all the same
The boys will chase the girls around
Your taxi's lost up in the hills
But your eyes they see
Out of reach
A flash of light and then it's gone
So bright you have them on their knees
We're all out of shape
You understand
And you call to find
This wasn't what we planned
Tell me about the games you play
And tell me who you left behind
I'll show you where you need to go
And what it takes to stay alive
Friday nights
They're all the same
The boys will chase the girls around
Your taxi has arrived
Tell me about the games you play
Tell me who you left behind
I'll show you where you need to go
And what it takes to stay alive
