Friday night, seventeen

Got my hands on the wheel

But my mind is on Jeen

Her silhouette

I can't forget

I'm gonna ask her yet



My brothers truck, my Sunday slacks

I've been working all week

And I've got five bucks for gas

And just for luck

My grandfathers flask

It's gonna take some nerve to ask



Dance, Dance with me one more time,

one more time

Dance, Dance with me one more time

Before the band is done

Before your Daddy comes

Dance, Dance with me one more time



She's the apple of his eye

And there's no way in hell

He'll let her out of his sight

There'll be trouble

Maybe a fight

If he knew what I had in mind



I see it now, as plain as day

A church and a chaplain

On our wedding day

Dressed in white

She looks so fine

You never know, she just might

I'm gonna have to ask her tonight