Lyrics:
spent the night at your place
If you saw me could you even call me by my name
Though I'm mad neither one of us could hold the blame
So now I'm crying all
to antoin my private chef
First we'll eat crab legs, by candlelight
Then sip wine by the fire for the rest of the night
And if the time is right, I'll ask you
On a different mixture
Apart from my picture
How'd I end up down here
Situation got weird
Got a little bit sad
And i'm running out of tears
It's a Saturday night
listen up
[Andre]
Torn between Saturday night and early Sunday mornin'
I don't know, I'm so unstruct in between-tween
I'm out here knowin' hip-hop is
(Oh)
Cuz nowadays I say I’m alright (Say I’m alright)
(Yuh)
Laying with you through the night
Staring upwards to the sky
Counting constellations side by
a call, and maybe we'll hang out next week."
I pat him on the shoulder, say, "Thanks for stoppin' by."
Then I opened up the door and said, "Take care,
stay for all the ups and the downs
I hope we're okay I hope we're alright
Cause we be going back and fourth all night
Don't know who to blame we both
yer clouded by the bullshit
All of the time
Loving, on a Saturday night, making love under a blanket
With the telly on loud
You want to show her
to antoin my private chef
First we'll eat crab legs, by candlelight
Then sip wine by the fire for the rest of the night
And if the time is right, I'll ask you
don't need no one
Friends
That always let you down
I’m sipping low-key tonight
I’m feeling lonely alright
I’m tired of fighting for life
I feel like dying
Match of the Day and we'd then
Head out to walk Herbie by the river
Go through the town and by the church and back in time for dinner
This lasted a year
I may be your dungaree doll.
When I come home, I'm ready for the ball.
Get up,
put on your cool cat clothes!
Take me by the hand,
and draw me out
somebody fighting the craving
Gonna make sure you feel good and we gon’ be
Alright (alright), okay (okay)
Okay (okay), alright (alright)
Alright
Saturday night and I'm feeling alright now
Ain't got no worries on my mind
We're just heading out for the weekend
We'll drink the whiskey, we'll
should have worked or figured something out impossible
But I'll be alright
I can hear them queens on a Saturday night
Under the lights
Saying we got
yer clouded by the bullshit
All of the time
Loving, on a Saturday night, making love under a blanket
With the telly on loud
You want to show her
My issues
Know their mine
They're not yours
When I'm high
Everything seem fine
I need more
Chasing high
No it's not alright
I need more
Fell behind
Right
And that was the first part
So I'm listening to it more, I'm like "Yo I got an idea for the second half"
So I'm like alright I messed around with it
at night
I got so much to talk about
And I know that you always there
To hear my cry
When you by my side
Everything will be alright
'Cause you never
night, I guess that makes it alright
Got an obese twenty sack, fully packed, it's so tight
That it's busting out the seams, yes sir, I'm set
Oh, but let me
alright, tonight is the night; Baby come over (baby come over)...
Here I sit alone on a Saturday night, feeling kinda horny.
Boy I did cool 'cause I'm
Well I've been out of the woods for six days and nights now
Well I'm a little hot wired, but I'm feeling alright
I got some money in my pocket
grandfather was lying wounded in the leg. He’d been wounded by one of our own lads who’d mistaken him for a German when Grandfather had come hobbling out
HA!
Easy come, easy go.
So we say alright,
"Why not?", "Alright."
And we spend the night
A story old as time, for strangers like us.
Strangers,
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