Текст (слова) песни: Lucky Boys Confusion - Saturday Night
As usual I`m late, what`s the difference I see the same faces My attitude is plain, just the same as the vibe in this place is I`m shaking hands and smiling, lying, about where I`ve been lately The tensions multiplying and I`m dying to leave It`s Saturday night and the party`s crawling Did you hear the ringing it`s the bottle calling Week after week this is where I`m ending up It`s Saturday night I`m already stumbling Some guys are outside being loud and rumbling Third weekend in a row that we`ve broken up I`m quickly loosing interest I really hope I find it This room is like a bottle it`s never full enough These rumors start to fly, spreading lies which alcohol induces I`m sick and tired of waiting, your out of beer and I`m out of excuses Are you checking what you`re starting, I beg your pardon What to do you got up your sleeve The queen of melodrama and I`m dying to leave I got dem disease of overanylization It`s making hard to hold a conversation People step, expecting proclamations But I`m saying it, but I`m saying it with an exclamation This ain`t my scene and it`s Saturday night I`m going to the reggae bar they got it going on Don`t believe rumors you`ve heard Till you see me dropping the word, right It`s Saturday night and the bottles calling
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