John Barrowman
John Barrowman
John Barrowman
John Barrowman
John Barrowman
John Barrowman
John Barrowman
John Barrowman
John Barrowman
John Barrowman
John Barrowman
John Barrowman
John Barrowman
Oh, what a night
Late December back in '63
What a very special time for me
It's I remember what a night
Oh, what a night
You know, I didn't even know her name
But I was never gonna be the same
What a lady. What a night
Oh, I. I got a funny feeling when she walked
In the room and I
As I recall it ended much too soon
Oh, what a night
Hypnotizing, mesmerizing me
She was everything I dreamed she'd be
Sweet surrender, what a night!
I felt a rush like a rolling bolt of thunder
Spinnin' my head around and taking my body under
Oh, what a night!
Oh, I. I got a funny feeling when she walked
In the room and I
As I recall it ended much too soon
Oh, what a night
Why'd it take so long to see the light?
Seemed so wrong, but now it seems so right
What a lady, what a night!
I felt a rush like a rolling bolt of thunder
Spinnin' my head around and taking my body under
Oh, what a night!