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Suzie was a one of a kind Living a dozen of lives. She'd always try and act them out. Today she was a pop beauty queen Then a ranking marine And it's me in her target now. I don't know how she tells that she's moving out again Expecting I'll be cool with this. I don't know why it feels like such a capital crime To leave her stranded. She called me with the sound of the road In the background I know that her focus was a little out. So what was I supposed to do? I checked her out for a few To see what this was all about. She said she knew we'd always marry It would end up like a fairy tale Together for all time. I tell her through her long eye lashes That I don't need her hot flashes As she opens her mouth. “Why is it on a Saturday night, A Saturday night? You had to go and bring me down. It's always on a Saturday night. A Saturday night. I thought that you would want me. “Always on a Saturday night. A Saturday night. You had to go and bring me down. It's always on a Saturday night. A Saturday night. I thought that you would want me. Why'd you have to bring me down?” There's no use turning back. There's no use turning back. Suzie called a couple of days ago. She's taking the train. She's making her way out of town. I thought that she was headed to Earth But now she's off to Mars. “Why is it on a Saturday night, A Saturday night? You had to go and bring me down. It's always on a Saturday night. A Saturday night. I thought that you would want me. “Always on a Saturday night. A Saturday night. You had to go and bring me down. It's always on a Saturday night.” But now you're off to Mars “Always a Saturday night. A Saturday night. You had to go and you had to go Always on a Saturday night." Whoa |