Brown suede shoes and corduroys

Greasy hair not out of choice

Trying hard to blend in with the boys

Standing in the corner of the room

He would see her every Friday night

Watching all the guys hold her so tight

Looks in her eyes

But she doesn't even know his name

He would give her just anything

To hear her voice

To hear her sing

I love you

Climbing mountains so high

He won't give in

Risk the thin thread of life

To find his dream

There is no turning back

In the face of attack

Looking for the key of her heart

She's the reason of his dreams

Heroine to his pirate king

Marylin to his Jimmy Dean

Swept away to the sound of violins

Friday night and it's all for real

She don't know just how he feels

Maybe this could be her lucky day

He would give her just anything

To hear her voice

To hear her sing

I love you

Climbing mountains so high

He won't give in

Risk the thin thread of life

To find his dream

There is no turning back

In the face of attack

Looking for the key of her heart