Martin Briley
Martin Briley
Martin Briley
Martin Briley
Martin Briley
Martin Briley
Martin Briley
Martin Briley
Martin Briley
She takes a rest, puts her feet on her desk
And the world's at her fingertips
She's really come a long, long way
She gets bored if things are the same
Every day she's seen with a Cosmo dream
Who is king of the questionnaires
But there's a part of her life that he never shares
One night (one night, one night)
One night with a stranger
Something to keep her on the rails
A remedy that never fails
One night (one night, one night)
One night with a stranger
One night (one night, one night)
One night with a stranger
And everything'll be all right
Later on when the feeling is gone
And she's back in the old routine
She can't believe how she did all that
It's like a dream but she's keeping it under her hat
That's how it goes, Mr. Right never knows
She has so much to lose
When her motor's runnin', she's a-ready to cruise
It only takes one night (one night, one night)
One night with a stranger
It's like a habit that she cannot break
But right now it's only gonna take
One night (one night, one night)
One night with a stranger
One night (one night, one night)
One night with a stranger
And everything'll be all right
Until the night of the tattooed man
It read "HATE" on the knuckles of his drinking hand
A lot of zips and leather
And the very last thing she saw
Was the sight of her own blood on the floor
She shoulda known better
Diamonds are nice
But take my advice
Tattoos are forever
It only takes one night (one night, one night)
One night with a stranger
The last one she would ever spend
What a waste and a bad way to end
One night (one night, one night)
One night with a stranger
One night (one night, one night)
One night with a stranger
And everything'll be all right
One Night With a Stranger was written by Martin Briley.
One Night With a Stranger was produced by Peter Coleman.