FRIDAY/SATURDAY NIGHT

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                              I really have a fright.

                             That I'll be single for

                        the rest of my life.

                       I maybe should stab myself with a knife.

            Alone without a wife.

                These thoughts in my head.

           Maybe I should just forever sleep in my bed.

                         I'm sitting at home, all alone.

    Everybody's out having fun.  I wish this would get done.

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