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Albums:

Apollo Saturday Night/Saturday Night At the Uptown (Patti Labelle & the Bluebelles) · BBC Sessions (Saturday Swings/Saturday Club Recorded 1965) (Manfred Mann) · Misfits of Ska, Vol. 2 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Misfits (Misfits) · Misfits [Velvel Bonus Tracks] (The Kinks) · Misfits [JVC Bonus Tracks] (The Kinks) · Moonpies for Misfits (Hot Water Music) · Misfits (Sara Hickman) · Misfits of Ska (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Misfits (Misfits) – and 90 other albums »


You never close your eyes
You never sleep at night
You are an emotional nightmare
You are a misfit
You like to hurt yourself
And you don't know
'Cause we were misfits, we were misfits

Staying up all night
Drinking more than we should
Getting way too high
When the sun came through
I watched
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
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
and die by the sword.
Avenge everyone in your way.
Condemning a Misfit
for innocence his sin.
His blade will avenge you someday, oh no.
He's a Misfit
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
the book but

Another night, Saturday night and I'm losing
Another night, Saturday night and I'm losing

The DJ plays a song from the past I remember
I
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
(???)
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
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
Saturday night
Another Saturday night, another Saturday night
Another Saturday night, another Saturday night

Gone off that gas Hennessy, yeah we pour it
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
Picked a girl up at the trainstop where I live
Took a drive along the beach by the ocean
Talk about the dreams we had while we were growing old
Gene Vincent
I'm longing to prove
I know what I need this time

Me and my girl together 
Yeah
Saturday night 
Oh yeah

Saturday night 
Lookin'
(And rollerskates)

Girl meets boy on Thursday night
Boy was high, girl fly like kite
They hold hands until next day
Boy then lets go, hit his
of the corner of my watering eye
A dream unthreatened by the morning light
Could blow this soul right through the roof of the night

There's no sensation
SATURDAY NIGHT, SUNDAY MORNING 
Thelma Houston 

We're fooled by first impressions 
They're not always true 
You thought that I was made out
(And rollerskates)

Girl meets boy on Thursday night
Boy was high, girl fly like kite
They hold hands until next day
Boy then lets go, hit his way
just an earth-bound misfit, I
Ice is forming on the tips of my wings
Unheeded warnings, I thought I thought of everything
No navigator to guide my way
up all night
Thinking bout the lonely weekend
Monday baby we can sleep in
Ooh ooh ooh
Without you

What good is Saturday?
What good is Saturday
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
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
sittin' by my side

Saturday night at the movies
Who cares what picture you see
When you're huggin' with your baby
In the last row in the balcony?

Ah
sittin' by my side

Saturday night at the movies
Who cares what picture you see
When you're huggin' with your baby
In the last row in the balcony?

Ah
praise
And you can get away
With anything you chose
That's my sell-date, sell by
Saturday
That's my sell-date, Sat Sat
Saturday night
When all your words