you are a car
you are a hospital
I'd walk to hell and back
to see you smile
on Saturday you are a star
you are a sea of air
I play great keyboards
of horses' teeth
on Saturday
on Saturday I'd like to tell you
how I feel
I'll probably keep it
'til Saturday
Oh Saturday, Saturday
Oh Saturday, Saturday
Oh Saturday, Saturday
Oh Saturday, Saturday
Oh Saturday, Saturday.
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