Midnight, gettin' uptight. Where are you?. You said you'd meet me, now it's quarter to two. I know I'm hangin' but I'm still wantin' you. Hey, Jack, It's a fact they're talkin' in town. I turn my bac
I saw him dancin' there by the record machine . I knew he must a been about seventeen . The beat was goin' strong . Playin' my favorite song . An' I could tell it wouldn't be long . Till he was with m