Saturday what a day what a silly little day Time to kill a pill as I sit and contemplate How I’d like to be around all the people in town With their fancy cars and things And I have got time
Stop pushing all your tragedies Each moment has got a lesson for the day Take something with you We can’t drag our heels in yesterdays Oh these Saturdays
In the haste in the grace I’ve had up to my waist It isn’t real you feel when you find love in a chase been waiting for the day when someone takes me away And I’d never get replaced But I have got time
Stop pushing all your tragedies away Each moment has got a lesson for the day something with you If you drag your heels in yesterdays Oh Saturdays These Saturdays, oh
As I sink one more drink I am running of ink I’m feeling void paranoid about every little thing And I wonder if I tried to give up and say goodbye If I’ll have the strength to leave Cause I don’t have much time anymore
Stop pushing all tragedies away Each moment has got a lesson for the day Take something with you We drag our heels in yesterdays Oh these Saturdays These Saturdays, now These Saturdays now, baby