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Artists:

The Saturdays


Albums:

Saturdays=Youth (M83) · Buffett Live: Tuesdays, Thursdays, Saturdays (Jimmy Buffett) · Saturdays = Youth (M83) · Chasing the Saturdays (The Saturdays) · Chasing the Saturdays (The Saturdays) · Saturdays = Youth (M83) · A Life of Saturdays (Dexter Freebish) · Saturdays = Youth [LP] (M83) · Saturdays = Youth (M83) · Saturdays (Cut Copy) – and 22 other albums »


, guns and tears and sorrows
What will the headlines read today?

Man of 65 said he's gonna die by the hand of her
Points to a street woman who's had too
today 
Headlines mean they get their pay 

Red light district, Saturday night 
Cops are late for another fight 
One man's mess, another's glory
to choose from
But only one is right for me
I know that Saturday's got what it takes, babe
I can tell by the way she looks at me

Friday likes the good
Seven days of the week made to choose from
But only one is right for me
I know that Saturday's got what it takes, babe.
I can tell by the way she looks
in me
People say when I walk by
It's not hard to see

She brings out the best in me
Lights me up like a Christmas tree

Headline news, headline
The in-crowd gay young faces
Have been washed away by too many through the night and day

Saturday's child who used to say
That she could dance the world
overtime

Bit by bit, one way or another
Bit by bit, running undercover
Tonight can't lose, making all the headlines

Bit by bit, gettin' to the bottom
on luck
By the disused railroad road station you go
To the house of dirty pearl
Her existential situation you know
She is not like other girls

She
Saturday sun came early one morning
In a sky so clear, clear and blue
But Saturday sun, it came without warning
So no one knew what to do
to stand him up on Saturday
Saturday

Saturday, it's a Saturday
It's a Saturday, it's a Saturday
Saturday, it's a Saturday
Saturday, it's a Saturday
On a Saturday, we had a date
For the best day of the week
I said I would meet you by the gate
And then I kissed you on the cheek
We could go for
Every night is a Saturday night
Every night is a Saturday night
Every night is a Saturday night
Saturday not for me

Been on city boulevard
While a fat guy zips by, bony in a Zodiac
Picking out trouble, maybe looking for a heart attack
All-night boys in the Piccadilly arcade
(???)
it's a Saturday

Ooo hoo! I was raised by the television
Ooo hoo! Jerry Springer was my dad
And it wouldn't matter if Martha Stewart was my mother
Did you read the morning paper
Did you see the front headline
Did you read the morning paper
Baby let me lend you mine

There on the front page
On my window sill

Yesterday's headlines
Blown by the wind
Yesterday's people
End up

Scatterbrain
Then any fool can
Easy pick a hole
('I only
window-sill

Yesterday's headlines blown by the wind
Yesterday's people in a scatterbrain
Any fool can easy pick a hole
I only wish I could fall in
The neon light, of the Open all night
Was just in time replaced by the magic appearance of a new day-while
A melancholic Reno was crawling on his
windowsill

Yesterday's headlines blown by the wind
Yesterday's people end up sktterbrain
Any fool can easy pick a hole
I only wish I could fall in

A moving
And I know we said we'd leave this place by 2
But to me that means 3 on a Saturday
Saturday, Saturday
Saturday, Saturday
Saturday, Saturday
Saturday
alright?
Whatever happened to Saturday night?

The years brought the railroad
It ran by my door
Now there's boards on the windows
And dust on the floor
on the moon when the world may blow out soon
The every day family man

You won't read it in the headlines of the papers
The things he does with his two
the headlines like a carousel
Of fame and glory

One by one
You've gone from man to man
Until your mission is done
Jezebel, kiss and tell
You use your body, just
and the headline read
"All-American Comeback Kid"

He was recruited by the best schools in the land
He decided he would sign with his Uncle Sam
Kissed his mama
a scandal if I died

Yeah I'm gonna kill myself
Get a little headline news
I'd like to see what the papers say
On the state of teenage blues

A rift in my