Saturday Songtext
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Saturday Songtext
Waking up is not an easy task
In a town as dull as this
How young′s to young for adolescence
To turn into an age of reminisce
You can't complain at all you′ve got urban nature in your eyes
But I must admit I'm getting tired
Of staring at that bright pink purple sky
Don't worry
Don′t you do
You can have a sick day off
And nobody will notice the mistakes that you do
Don′t worry
Don't you cry
You could never bother me
But you might try
When the water turns into wine
And the office into a cabaret
Then you′ll hear all the children screaming
"Thank god it's Saturday!"
Don′t worry
Don't you do
You can have a sick day off
And nobody will notice the mistakes that you do
Don′t worry
Don't you try
You could never bother me
But you might
Nobody parties like a workaholic shit
Nobody parties like a boss who hates his kids
Nobody parties lika a divorced mom for two
Nobody parties like
Me and you
Nobody parties like the ones who hates their lives
Nobody parties like the kids with inner strife
Nobody parties like a suicidal queen
Nobody parties like
You and me
Don't worry
Dont′t you do
You can have a sick day off
And nobody will notice the mistakes that you do
Don′t worry
Don't you cry
You could never bother me
But you might try
In a town as dull as this
How young′s to young for adolescence
To turn into an age of reminisce
You can't complain at all you′ve got urban nature in your eyes
But I must admit I'm getting tired
Of staring at that bright pink purple sky
Don't worry
Don′t you do
You can have a sick day off
And nobody will notice the mistakes that you do
Don′t worry
Don't you cry
You could never bother me
But you might try
When the water turns into wine
And the office into a cabaret
Then you′ll hear all the children screaming
"Thank god it's Saturday!"
Don′t worry
Don't you do
You can have a sick day off
And nobody will notice the mistakes that you do
Don′t worry
Don't you try
You could never bother me
But you might
Nobody parties like a workaholic shit
Nobody parties like a boss who hates his kids
Nobody parties lika a divorced mom for two
Nobody parties like
Me and you
Nobody parties like the ones who hates their lives
Nobody parties like the kids with inner strife
Nobody parties like a suicidal queen
Nobody parties like
You and me
Don't worry
Dont′t you do
You can have a sick day off
And nobody will notice the mistakes that you do
Don′t worry
Don't you cry
You could never bother me
But you might try
Writer(s): Frida Jensvold-ahmad, Mathias Lambrechts Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
