I love the sound of a jukebox playing,
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So I sit here while she's staying home watching Dallas on TV
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I love the taste of whiskey straight,
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But the strongest thing she ever takes is a sip from a small glass of Chablis.
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Though birds of a different feather, our love keeps us together,
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And she knows what's wrong with me tonight,
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[Chorus:]
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I've got that Friday night fever;
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Sometimes a man just needs a breather.
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She knows I love her and I need her.
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And I'm no cheater,
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I've just got that Friday night fever.
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She wouldn't change me if she could, so I wouldn't change her, she's too good.
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Sometimes a man just needs a change of pace.
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I've heard all those come-on lines, but I go home at closing time.
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I know no one could ever take her place
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Now she's taking down her hair, she knows I'll soon be there
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To give her the love she needs tonight.
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[Chorus]
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I got that Friday night fever.
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Friday Night Fever
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| George Strait |
