Woorden: Status Quo. Oh What A Night.

Walking the tightrope and losing my pole
I hang on by my teeth one of those nights
It didn't feel too right, gonna cry myself to sleep

Oh! What a night
Oh! What a flight it was
Oh! Oh! What a night

No, telephone news and I'm missing you
I can't afford to phone there's a thousand people
Using my room but I never felt so alone

Oh! What a night
Oh! What a flight it was
Oh! Oh! What a night

I picture your face, I keep on hearing your voice
I'm dying in the sheets I daren't think too much
So I drink too much I still can't get to sleep

Oh! What a night
Oh! What a flight it was
Oh! Oh! What a night