SATURDAY PT. 1

Everybody’s out on a Saturday night
But I’m home alone and it’s alright
Because everyday is the same to me
That is what happens when you break free
But the truth is I’m actually really, really lonely
I wish my favorite singer would finally finally phone me
“Hey RG, I’m in the neighborhood”
("Hey what’s good man, I’m in the neighborhood”)
Then they would come over
I’d cook pasta with shrimp
We’d sit in the backyard and we would really eat it
Below those string lights with the really large bulbs
And they would tеll me what goes on inside thеir soul
And suddenly I don’t feel so lonely again
Because I found this really expensive friend
And then I start to feel lonely again
Because I know soon this is gonna end