Saturday by Guilty Feet Lyrics
That girl makes me forget the things that I know
About the sun and the moon, and the rain and the snow
She is second to none, we can all go home
Rap it up, pack it up. See you after the show
Now I’m back on the street, feeling weak in the knees
Pull my heart from the bottom, pin it down on my sleeve
The movies make it look all so easy: everybody knows what to say
Everybody’s always cool, light and breezy
Or moody in mysterious ways
Well, that’s not for me, that’s not for you
We got bills to pay and our jobs to do
Seven days a week we’re slaving away
But come on down, it’s Saturday
Sitting down at the bar, burning all off my lungs
Biting down on my nails/ for that girl to come
Told my friends she was coming/ almost every day
Seven days in a week, and now it’s Saturday
The movies make it look all so easy: everybody knows what to say
Everybody’s always cool, light and breezy
Or moody in mysterious ways
Well, that’s not for me, that’s not for you
We got bills to pay and our jobs to do
Seven days a week we’re slaving away
But come on down, it’s Saturday
The movies make it look all so easy: everybody knows what to say
Everybody’s always cool, light and breezy
Or moody in mysterious ways
Well, that’s not for me, that’s not for you
We got bills to pay and our jobs to do
Seven days a week we’re slaving away
But come on down, because now it’s Saturday
About the sun and the moon, and the rain and the snow
She is second to none, we can all go home
Rap it up, pack it up. See you after the show
Now I’m back on the street, feeling weak in the knees
Pull my heart from the bottom, pin it down on my sleeve
The movies make it look all so easy: everybody knows what to say
Everybody’s always cool, light and breezy
Or moody in mysterious ways
Well, that’s not for me, that’s not for you
We got bills to pay and our jobs to do
Seven days a week we’re slaving away
But come on down, it’s Saturday
Sitting down at the bar, burning all off my lungs
Biting down on my nails/ for that girl to come
Told my friends she was coming/ almost every day
Seven days in a week, and now it’s Saturday
The movies make it look all so easy: everybody knows what to say
Everybody’s always cool, light and breezy
Or moody in mysterious ways
Well, that’s not for me, that’s not for you
We got bills to pay and our jobs to do
Seven days a week we’re slaving away
But come on down, it’s Saturday
The movies make it look all so easy: everybody knows what to say
Everybody’s always cool, light and breezy
Or moody in mysterious ways
Well, that’s not for me, that’s not for you
We got bills to pay and our jobs to do
Seven days a week we’re slaving away
But come on down, because now it’s Saturday