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Somebody's Saturday Night - Walter Becker
Somebody's Saturday night
Seems pleased to meet you
Slouched in a booth
At Pamela's Pistol Dawn
Drink drink cigarette talkie talk drink
Drink smoke smoke cigarette
Up to the room with the beddie-bye goin' on
Somebody's Saturday night says
Oh I get it
You want to go where no man's ever been
Down in the coal mine goin' down
Turn around push push turn around
Digging up the gold
And carrying it back again
She looked good
In the available light
She was somebody's Saturday night
She said it ain't wrong
But it's not quite right
Guess it's somebody's Saturday night
Somebody's Saturday night
Says hey it's raining
You wouldn't kick a good girl
Out on a night like this
He says she says the demon in me
Says just you watch me
Pucker up darling
For my legendary good night kiss
She's no fool
But she's none too bright
She's just somebody's Saturday night
She stays cool
If not watertight
Such is somebody's Saturday night
Only a girl
One more is up and gone
Leaving nobody
To blame the whole thing on baby
Somebody's Saturday night
Is walking in the moonlight
Playing on the beads
Of her beatnik rosary
Thinking: Nobody gives it
Exactly the way that you want it
No one ever gets it
With a money-back guarantee
But I been born with the second sight
Now I'm looking in the mirror
At somebody's Saturday night
I get along
In fact I do all right
Being somebody's Saturday night
I been born with the second sight
Now I'm looking in the mirror
At somebody's Saturday night
I get along
In fact I do all right
Being somebody's Saturday night
