George DesRoches - Saturday Morning (Friday Night) | Текст песни

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• Saturday Morning (Friday Night)

The lights flash, and the music blares
I see a lady, I stop and stare
She's the most beautiful thing I've seen
Yeah, I know it's cliché, but still you get what I mean
It seemed the world stopped when she gazed right back
She gave me a wink then began her attack
I found myself helpless for this midnight mistress
She might be a demon, but she sure isn't tasteless

An irresistible escape
You call it lust, I call it fate
The night's still young, though it's so late
Just guide me, and lead me through my changing reality!

The colors spoke, the music cried
The winds had whispered, our senses lied
And still, the beauty of it all clearly remains...
The party grew, it never died
The patrons lingered, side by side
When Saturday morning came
We knew we'd never be the same!

Oh, Friday night! Friday night!
The best night of my life!
The best night of my life!

It takes everything I got just to stand
Nothing is consistent, I'm in lunacy land
I've succumb to the darkness, and she's taken my hand
And led me to her bedroom for a one night stand
I'm not sure what's affecting me more
The things in my system or the trippy décor
It feels like I'm floating as I enter her door
She grins like the devil, clearly eager for more

I'm not sure whether this is real
My mind can't tell me what to feel
Each of my senses start to reel
Just guide me, and lead me through my changing reality!

The colors spoke, the music cried
The winds had whispered, our senses lied
And still, the beauty of it all clearly remains...
The party grew, it never died
The patrons lingered, side by side
When Saturday morning came
We knew we'd never be the same!

Oh, Friday night! Friday night!
The best night of my life!
The best night of my life!

(spoken)
So i step through door, which she closes as she passes
and she walks up to me with a gaze to stun the masses
She leans in for a kiss, which creates an instant bliss
But the party's far from over, cause she went to flip me over,
Then we

The colors spoke, the music cried
The winds had whispered, our senses lied
And still, the beauty of it all clearly remains...
The party grew, it never died
The patrons lingered, side by side
When Saturday morning came
We knew we'd never be the same!

Oh, Friday night! Friday night!
The best night of my life!
The best night of my life!

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