Saturday

Hey, listen friend, why don't you pull up a chair

I'll tell you a story about a boy in despair

It was a hot summer day, just like any in L.A.

This boy went out with his friend

In search of a girlfriend

It happens every Saturday

They meet, they talk, and have a shot

He takes her home, they fuck

They never speak to each other again

A typical one night stand

Such a waste, such a shame

This boy's got no bad intentions

Just looking for attention

In a world that's turned him down and down

and down and down he goes

So many days had passed since I spoke to him

Picked up the phone, gave him a ring, he wasn't in

His roommate said he wasn't in

What a waste of a life

He drank and fucked until the day he took a dive

I used to hang with my friend

In search of a girlfriend

It happens every Saturday

They meet, they talk, and have a shot

He takes her home, they fuck

They never speak to each other again

A typical one night stand

Such a waste, such a shame

This boy's got no bad intentions

Just looking for attention

In a world that's turned him down and down

and down and down he goes