Lyrics:
claim to understand
She bakes brownies for the boys in the band.
Early Sunday morning
When the sermon lines are forming
And Saturday night is
My chances weren't good; she was way out of my reach
How could she ever fall for some ol' boy like me
But here she lies asleep tonight in these arms
her that you're throwing your glances to
Her that you want to know
Don't let her stray it's a Saturday night
The Boys are after trouble
You're in
By your side boy here I stand
If you're looking for a lover baby here I am
By your side boy here I stand
If you're looking for a lover baby here I am
favourite place
Go for a walk
Just to talk
As you Ride by Tim's
As he's emptying the bins
This morning...
This glorious
Saturday morning
And as the soles
Billy, he's down by the railroad tracks
Sittin' low in the back seat of his Cadillac
Diamond Jackie, she's so intact
And she falls so softly
met Meech, J-bo or Illz
Luda charged me just to dip, was there when Chaka was swung on by Tip
I'm like oh shit we gon' tear up this bitch, pull out
me how you want it, how you need it, I don't mind
Need you right here by my side, 'cause out of sight is out of mind
And out of spite you hit
know which, which, which
Boys are dying on these streets
I know the medical world could knock you out
To sell the coins that you jayed last
And the queen of the dream stands before them all
She stretches out her hand as the curtains start to fall
But it's too late, too late, too late
Too late,
Oh what a bummer
What a bummer
You would call out late on a Saturday night
The boy lays in his bed by himself
Just starting at them sparkling lights
out the window
And the dogs are walkin out the front door
And the popo outchea sellin' good dope
But it's probably a weird Saturday
I be dressed like
out always (Hootie Hoo)
Now playing these bitches is my favorite sport
But ain't no game when they be calling your name in the court
Oh, it's Saturday
grace".
Or the night they broke behind us
And then took us by surprise
I whistled out to bonner, I seen the terror in his eyes
And he rode for all his
don't really give a shit, I represent the real cats who know me
Man, what's up with that scratch you owe me?
Now run my chips before we fall out like
clouds scatter and fall
Do you feel yourself sigh when he passes you by
Or do you grow a hundred feet tall
D'you go bang shang alang, every time you see
in my room at a quarter to two"
Well, the cat told the boy
"Come on up to the room and play with my toys honey"
But the Jill set the bait
And she
might as well forget it Lord, 'cause I can't qualify
Oh, by the way, Lord, right before they kicked me out, didn't I see a picture of you?
With
in my room at a quarter to two"
Well, the cat told the boy
"Come on up to the room and play with my toys honey"
But the Jill set the bait
And she
the pipeline, they tango 'til they're sore
They take apart their nightmares and they leave them by the door
Let me fall out of the window with confetti in my hair
Yo, Mona Lisa, could I get a date on Friday?
And if you're busy, I wouldn't mind takin'
Saturday-ay-ay, ay-ay-ay
Round up di posse, Fugee comin'
fall
[Chorus]
I was a long haired country boy
Turned her on to that outlaw noise
Her lettin' go, was mostly all my fault
On the backseat of my
better
Disappear out of sight, rejection is my fright
To me you're like a drug-boy, easy red light
I want you
I want you
To weak or wreak I can't
who simply was passing by for no one had seen him before
Oh listen to me all you people the place lit up as he smiled
Our Lord marks the fall
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