The Light In Her Window

Well there’s a light in her windows again
I’ve got a head full of whiskey and gin
I’m don’t know how or were to begin
When she lets me in

And there’s a strange car outside of her gate
I wonder who could be staying so late
I could go home but I think that I’ll wait
The night is young and someone’s having fun
yeah yeah
The Golden Virgins

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