the camera spins around the room 
past all the faces that i've known 
i see their smiles in black and white 
in the dark, friday night 
my friend we share a secret:
tonight the film is turning 
our shadows flashing through the halls 
through the stairwells 
clanking bottles 
 
it's friday night 
and there are tears in my eyes 
my friends and I 
are dancing in black and white 
 
we're lonely people you and me 
still we don't talk call too frequently 
sometimes when water's burning hot 
feels just like freezing cold 
but i know much of you 
you're my favorite [bad word] 
tonight we'll slip away without a word the way we do 
we know we'll find each other soon 
 
on friday night 
and there are tears in my eyes 
my friends and I 
are dancing in black and white