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Friday Night
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VOCALS: FRANKE - This is the second song I had ever written, the song was written about the many times I enjoyed hangin out in the Old Pink in Allentown.
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L-I-T-T-L-E-M-A-N....SUCKS!!!
Littleman Sucks!
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Peak #465
Peak in subgenre #123
Author
Franke
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Medical Records
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December 13, 2004
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MP3 3.7 MB 128 kbps 0:00
Story behind the song
The Old Pink, great atomosphere, great people and GREAT times! I miss that place but absolutly do not miss that city. This song was my estuary, the begining of my musical journey through life - this is where music started to truly invade my life in a way it had not since. Also interesting note, I was listening to world music a bit at the time and I just noticed the spanish influence in the bridge/breakdown...the background vox leave something to be desired, but oh well, good times and a great learning experience was had.
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GUITAR/LEAD VOCALS: FRANKE Opening: It's Friday Night And it seems as though everything will be alright Settle in Old Pink And I need something that will burn to drink To wash away All the mess the week has brought my way Verse 1: A few drinks in this room can seem to make my troubles melt away Dark corner of my mind as I behold her dim light shine One look can't help but be startled by all that I perceive Glance over her way and what I'll say I must conceive I sit I know I know I cannot ride the pine Agitation race away with every step that I've left behind Chorus: Seems like a long time but like and old friend, I've return, whoa yeah The music plays as speak my first words to her It doesn't matter what this means, we have here and now In the dark I can see here eyes, how the green light shine, ahhh yeah Verse 2: Tonight you seem so perfect you’re so perfect here with me We'll just have some fun for now and maybe see Where this night will lead Her smiles what burns so bright it's like an image I beseech Determined to make you laugh your beauty again will repeat Her eyes are what burn so bright they're like those weapons that could wound For tomorrow haunts me to think I'll never behold thee anew Chorus: (Repeat) Bridge: Verse (Outro): Oh yeah, Oh yeah, Oh yeah!
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