Getter - Thriller lyrics

Although strangers each and every Friday night In dark corners, for the thrill of making out We'd meet, even though I'd rather be There with someone else, and so would he Aaaaaaah Aaaaaaah Things aren't pretty in the naked light of day I move closer, but I'd rather turn away Pounding headache and my clothes are on the floor He's not as handsome as I thought the night before Our eyes meet, and we both know that I've been Dreaming of someone else and so has he Aaaaaaah Aaaaaaah Easy comfort and without having to speak He knows as well as me I'll be back again next week