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Strange things happen on a friday night.
Girls, beach boys, and lots of hugging and kissing.
Under the golden moon, that shines a silver light.
ooooooooh. I'd like to be one of them.
But time like a wondering sheep, a wondering sheep
on this island
with no one to love me,
with no one to kiss me
Thats why i saaaaaay.
Some one please take my hand
and let us go.
I keep on thinking, I wish it was me.Strange things happen on a friday night.
Girls, beach boys, and lots of hugging and kissing.
Under the golden moon, that shines a silver light.
ooooooooh. I'd like to be one of them.
But time like a wondering sheep, a wondering sheep
on this island
with no one to love me,

with no one to kiss me
Thats why i saaaaaay.
Some one please take my hand
and let us go.
I keep on thinking, I wish it was me.
mmmmmmmm
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On an island renowned for its superb vocalists and composers, John Holt still stands head and shoulders above the rest as one of Jamaica's sweetest singers and enduring songwriters. He has voiced and penned so many of the country's classics that in a way, Holt has defined the island's sound. Born in the Greenwich Farm area of Kingston, Jamaica, on July 11, 1947, the young Holt took his first steps into the music business via the talent show circuit. Talent shows have always had a massive popularity in Jamaica and the top ones were initially broadcast live on radio and later on television.

Read more about John Holt on Last.fm.


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