It's Saturday night, it feels like a Sunday in some ways If you had any sense, you'd maybe go away, for a few days Be that as it may, you can't only say, you are lonely You are but a young girl and you're working your way Through the phoneys Coffee on, all the milk's gone Such a sad light and fading Yourself you touch, but not too much You've heard it's degrading High heels all those car wheels All the losers are groovin' Your dreams such a strange scene Images are moving You put the coffee on and all the milk's gone Such a sad light and fading Yourself you touch, but not too much Certain people tell you it's degrading It's Saturday night, it feels like a Sunday in some ways If you had any sense, you would maybe go away for a few days Be that as it may, you can't only say you're lonely You are but a young girl and you're working your way Through the phoneys
It's Saturday night, it feels like a Sunday in some ways If you had any sense, you'd maybe go away, for a few days Be that as it may, you can't only say, you are lonely You are but a young girl and you're working your way Through the phoneys Coffee on, all the milk's gone Such a sad light and fading Yourself you touch, but not too much You've heard it's degrading High heels all those car wheels All the losers are groovin' Your dreams such a strange scene Images are moving You put the coffee on and all the milk's gone Such a sad light and fading Yourself you touch, but not too much Certain people tell you it's degrading It's Saturday night, it feels like a Sunday in some ways If you had any sense, you would maybe go away for a few days Be that as it may, you can't only say you're lonely You are but a young girl and you're working your way Through the phoneys