She Looks Like a Friday Night - Mark Sholtez
Monday morning and I've felt better
She says that should come as no surprise
I'm an anchor she's a feather
She's floating with the dust caught in the light
I'm all wrong and she's alright
She looks like a Friday night
I like it when she wears whatever
Throwing something on from off the floor
I could sit and stare forever
She beautiful but she don't know of course
She doesn't even need to try
She looks like a Friday night
When the daylight falls away she is perfectly in place
She's buzzing and as brilliant as the neon lights
When she laughs or when she cries
Or hides her crooked little smile
She looks like a Friday night
Somedays well I just don't get her
Look at her then take a look at me
Why she thinks we fit together
I guess it's something I will never see
I'm all wrong and she's alright
She looks like a Friday night
When the daylight falls away she is perfectly in place
She's buzzing and as brilliant as the neon lights
When she laughs or when she cries
Or hides her crooked little smile
She looks like a Friday night
She looks like a Friday night
