Saturday’s Girl

[Verse 1]
Overworked, I wanna throw off my shoes and lay back for a while
Pour a drink and remember the shape of her face and her smile
And sleep until tomorrow night
She's got it, she keeps me thinkin' about her
I hope to, gotta time this right
A halfwit is what I must be, to be convinced I can control her

[Chorus]
Saturday's girl
She comes around at night, an angel in your home
But you'll never know the next time you can get her on the phone
Oh, Saturday's girl
She treats us in her right, she'll dance before a throne
Just when you're feelin' lucky, she will leave you all alone

[Verse 2]
Is she really gonna be here tomorrow? Can't trust what she says
But just the chance that we'll get it together takes over my head
A hope to, gotta be alright
I can't quit, she keeps me thinkin' about her
I probably should just live my life
I admit that I know this is the wrong way
But Lord, this is my Saturday…

[Chorus]
Oh, Saturday's girl
She comes around at night, an angel in your home
But you'll never know the next time you can get her on the phone
Oh, Saturday's girl
She treats us in her right, she'll dance before a throne
Just when you're feelin' lucky, she will leave you all alone

[Outro]
Saturday's girl
She comes around at night, an angel in your home
But you'll never know the next time you can get her on the phone
Oh, Saturday's girl
She treats us in her right, she'll dance before a throne
Just when you're feelin' lucky, she will leave you all alone
Oh, Saturday's girl…
Oh, Saturday's girl…