Morning news: that coffee's getting cold This day again, yeah, this is getting old The clock at work is always slowing down My desk's a boat running aground
It's not just a number 7 bus Goes by and leaves me standing in the dust I'm glad you're here to help me fill the years But we both know we're going to tears
Give me a few silly Saturdays I'll take the "God it's finally Friday"s or a lot of "lazy Sundays" If you have a million more to go Let's live them or end up making hey-days than just a bunch of Thursdays in a row Oh-ooh-oh-ooh, oh-ooh-oh-ooh, oh-ooh-oh-ooh-oh Not a bunch of Thursdays, no, not a bunch of Thursdays in a row
Wanna hear that ticking make-believe Inside a box where all the doors are sealed I want my feet to dance on different ground We'll get somewhere, not sit around
Give me a few silly Saturdays I'll take the "God it's finally Friday"s or a lot of "lazy Sundays" If you have a million more to go Let's live them or end up making hey-days than just a bunch of Thursdays in a row Oh-ooh-oh-ooh, oh-ooh-oh-ooh, oh-ooh-oh-ooh-oh Not a bunch of Thursdays, no, not a bunch of Thursdays in a row
How about we add a little spice, I'll take you on a rollercoaster ride So throw your hands up in the air, hold your breathe and maybe close your eyes
Give me few silly Saturdays (silly Saturdays) I'll take the "God it's finally Friday"s or a lot of "lazy Sundays" If you have a million more to go (more to go) Let's live them or end up making hey-days than just a bunch of Thursdays in a row Oh-ooh-oh-ooh, oh-ooh-oh-ooh, oh-ooh-oh-ooh-oh Not a bunch of Thursdays, no, not a bunch of Thursdays in a row Oh-ooh-oh-ooh, oh-ooh-oh-ooh, oh-ooh-oh-ooh-oh Not a bunch of Thursdays, no, not a bunch of Thursdays in a row