Alone I stumbled into my abode
No chance to take a dance
Riddled with a magical number
Two straight shots at the prize
Rhythm took the night away
In a solitary game
Asleep the poor man went again
To wake into another day
Alone I stumbled into my abode
No chance to take a dance
Riddled with a magical number
Two straight shots at the prize
Rhythm took the night away
In a solitary game
Asleep the poor man went again
To wake into another day