Saturday - Dean Hurley

Baby

Someone is stealing you at night

Tell me it’s true

Friday’s slow

I know you hate the weather

Don’t you know it’s true

Don’t you know

I just can’t make it until Saturday

Baby

The look in your eyes won’t go away

Lately

I just can’t take these endless rainy days

Don’t you know

We can pretend the world is gray

Friday’s slow

I know you hate the weather

Don’t you know

I love you like no other

Tell me

Tell me it’s true

Oh won’t you tell me

Tell me it’s true

Don’t you know

I just can’t make it until Saturday

Friday’s slow

It’s true

Tell me

Someone is stealing you at night

Baby

Tell me that you’ll be alright

Don’t you know

I’ve got a bad feeling about Saturday

Lately it’s true