11:30 Songtext
von Courtyard

Nobody at this party
They don′t know me like you do
All that talkin' smart
You play guitar
Yeah, I bet you do
Buy me a drink I don′t want
Just to let me slip away
At the other end of the bar
Right next to you
Do I gotta say?

It's 11:30
On a Saturday night
If we stay here any longer
Then I think that I just might
Make a bad decision
Something I regret
'Cause these people here
Gonna make me blow every dollar
On my last paycheck


Everybody wants something from me
They forgot that they don′t know me
I don′t owe you nothing
I don't takе anything for free

It′s 11:30
On a Saturday night
If we stay here any longеr
Then I think that I just might
Make a bad decision
Something I regret
'Cause these people here
Gonna make me blow every dollar
On my last paycheck

It′s 11:30
On a Saturday night
If we stay here any longer
Then I think that I just might (I just might)
Make a bad decision
Something I regret
'Cause these people here
Gonna make me blow every dollar
On my last paycheck