[Submitted
by tina_dewit@hotmail.com]
Greasy spiky hair, C.K.underwear
I chose to be a punksnob, so what?
emotion-bombed kid, feeling bored sick
I’m longin for that one day a week.
That’s Saturday for me.
What a day for me.
Crash in bed ‘round 4, don’t get up ‘till 1
‘till mom drags me out: ‘lazy bum!’
I hear some wheels outside, the boyz to pick me up
Guess it’s party time again.
That’s Saturday for me.
What a day for me.
Everybody has their freak outs, everybody breaks down now and then.
Everybody needs to freak out. (boys are back in town)
Saturday’s the day when we all wanna freak out I guess that it’s OK,
if you wanna really freak out.
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