Saturday - Sparklehorse

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