Another Friday has come for a dance.
And this time, I fancy I'll take a partner, his name is Richard. Richard D. James.
We probably won't dance too much though, he's a might shy. But sometimes, if he's had a sip of that old moonshine, we get to gigglin' and then we just head on over to the jillianberry fields, spread our arms and spin in lazy circles till the sun goes down.
