Walter Becker
Somebody's Saturday Night
Somebody’s Saturday night seems pleased to meet youSlouched in a booth at Pamela’s Pistol DawnDrink, drink cigarette, talkie talkDrink, drink, smoke, smoke cigaretteUp to the room with the beddie-bye goin’ onSomebody’s Saturday night says, oh, I get itYou want to go where no man’s ever beenDown in the coal mine, goin' downTurn around, push, push, turn aroundDigging up the gold and carrying it back againShe looked good in the available lightShe was somebody’s Saturday nightShe said it ain’t wrong but it’s not quite rightI guess it's somebody's Saturday nightSomebody’s Saturday night says, hey, it's rainingYou wouldn’t kick a good girl out on a night like thisHe says, she says the demon in me says just you watch mePucker up, darling, for my legendary good night kissShe’s no fool but she’s none too brightShe’s just somebody’s Saturday nightShe stays cool if not watertightSuch is somebody’s Saturday nightLetras de cancionesOnly a girl, one more is up and goneLeaving nobody to blame the whole thing on, babySomebody’s Saturday night is walking in the moonlightPlaying on the beads of her beatnik RosaryThinking nobody gives it exactly the way that you want itNo one ever gets it with a money-back guaranteeBut I've been born with the second sightNow I’m looking in the mirror at somebody’s Saturday nightI get along, in fact I do all rightBeing somebody’s Saturday nightBut I've been born with the second sightNow I’m looking in the mirror at somebody’s Saturday nightI get along, in fact I do all rightBeing somebody’s Saturday night
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