NIght out

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    NIght out
    Turn off the light
    Close the door
    Its friday night
    I'm staying out past four

    Going after some chicks
    I like their outfits and hair
    I'm always ready for their tricks
    But i rather play it fair

    I get to a cool place
    I know how to act
    Special night of grace
    Thats for a fact

    I get a drink
    I feel allright
    I don't want to think
    Just wanna dance all night

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    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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