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"Lying in bed on a weekday night Listening to the title fight From a town on the radio said was Atlantic City The branches brush the windows The hour is early morning And Frankie's beating hell out of the champion Frankie is the one, you know Frankie is the boy I hope my sister's listening From her place in Illinois And though the world is turning darkly All the stars are out tonight There are dreams still shining, redefining All that makes us feel alright I feel alright, baby I feel alright Lying in bed in the afternoon Listening to Frankie Lymon tunes While the people make their way home from the dusty city The breezes blow the curtains The hour is early evening And Frankie's singing songs just like a champion Frankie was the one, you know Frankie was the boy My sister shook his hand the night he played at the Savoy And though the world was turning darkly All the stars were out that night There were dreams still shining, redefining All that makes us feel alright I feel alright, baby I feel alright, yeah Frankie is the one, you know Frankie is the boy Frankie bears the weight of all our sorrow and our joy Though the world is turning darkly All the stars are out tonight There are dreams still shining, redefining All that makes us feel Alright, yeah I feel alright I feel alright I feel alright I feel alright Baby I feel alright "