Saturday - Ocean Colour Scene

It’s a cold blue hello Monday morning

And your clock strikes a blow and a warning

'Cos you’re only at the weekend living

And your wife and friends are unforgiving

There’s a cut in your face off your shaving

In the mirror in the sea a man is waving

He’s remarkably like you so he’s worth saving

And your wife and your friends do all the blaming

I don’t go for that

My name is Saturday

I’m the girl in the car/drunk afternoon

I’m the drink at the bar

I’m plenty

I don’t go for that

My name is Saturday

I am dressed for the night

I’m the radio on

I’m twenty