(P.Mark)
From the album Disposable Soul

Deanna I do
I think the world of you
I got a girl back home
She would cry if she knew

Deanna I tried
To tell the truth but I lied
Come on let’s dance
And blame it on the night

I never thought another girl
Could go and agitate my world
The way you do
Then tonight you sat beside me
And with one little smile I knew

But there’s a whistle in my mind
Blowing each and every time
I dance with you
Under the dance hall lights
The prospects are bright for a fool

Deanna I do
I think the world of you
I got a girl back home
She would cry if she knew

Deanna I tried
To tell the truth but I lied
I’m gonna head back home
And blame it on the night