Alone into the night.
As I watch her ride off into the night.
I wish I could join her on her flight.
The man says that I must not follow.
I stand alone feeling hollow.
Her passionate kisses...they still linger.
Her soft skin I still feel on my finger.
As I start the last hog out in the parking lot.
All I keep thinking is man she is hot.
As I ride home alone into the night.
With visions of when I was holding her tight.
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