Текст песни Same Old Saturday Night, Frank Sinatra
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Found myself an empty row Thought the show was just all right Same old Saturday night. Then I made the usual stop Coffee at the coffee shop Friendly face nowhere in sight Same old Saturday night. I really thought the papers I bought Would help me forget you for a while Believe me, honey, the funnies weren t funny They didn t even make me smile. How I wish you d lift the phone Fun is fun, but not alone Til you let me hold you tight Same old Saturday night. <instrumental> I really thought that the papers I bought Would help me forget you for a while But believe me, honey, the funnies weren t funny They didn t even make me smile. How I wish you d lift that phone Fun is fun, but not alone Til you let me hold you tight Same old Saturday night. Only your face Can help me erase That sa-ame o-old Saturday night. |