Saturday (Live Acoustic)

歌詞

And I wish I could sleep But I'm tired, down, dirty in these borrowed sheets It's been a week And I've been singing to my feet, yeah But I won't admit defeat til Saturday, Saturday, Saturday (When you come by) For your information I love my demons Cause they keep me company, yeah I've grown to love my new routine But on my better days, better days, better days Consider yourself one of my best friends Consider yourself one of my enemies Oh enemies And I wish I could speak We spend the last half hour in the back room Celebrating me And now I feel a little cheap, yeah But I won't admit defeat til Saturday, Saturday, Saturday And it's not one of my better days, better days, better days Consider yourself one of my best friends Consider yourself one of my enemies Oh enemies Show a little skin and make a million For a little soul and make a million more A million more When I grow up, woah I wanna be famous, woah And when you grow up, woah Will you still blame us And I wish I could see that But I'm tired, down, dirty in these borrowed sheets It's been a bitch of a week, yeah Saturday, Saturday, Saturday Consider yourself one of my best friends Consider yourself one of my enemies Oh enemies Show a little skin and make a million For a little soul and make a million more Show a little skin and make a million For a little soul and make a million more