Lyrics Saturday Night - Dylan Matthew, Marcus James

Saturday Night

I called you
To tell you that I’m better off
And I’m fine without you
But truth is I’m not
And I know
That every time
That you see my name
You go insane
It’s my fault
Been thinking we couldn’t
Go wrong and it’s true
Don’t know what you got till it’s gone
Do you think
That we could go back,
To the way it was,
Get back to us?
I still remember us
Driving down the five-lane
Tryna get to L.A.
On a Saturday night
And you’d always steal my phone
'Cause you had to be the DJ
But, no, I didn’t mind it
I don’t know
What you had in mind
When you came and you said
You just wanna talk
Well, I know
It’s hard but you don’t
Need to get this drunk
You told me
That you’ll never stop being
In love and you tried
But couldn’t give me up
The next day
You said that you lied, oh
But drunken talks
Are sober thoughts
I still remember us
Driving down the five-lane
Tryna get to L.A.
On a Saturday night
And you’d always steal my phone
'Cause you had to be the DJ
But, no, I didn’t mind it
And now I want it back
Is that too much to ask?
Just to have your feet up on my dash
I still remember us
Driving down the five-lane
Tryna get to L.A.
Oh, on a Saturday night
If you didn’t want this
Then why did you come here?
I know that you miss me
I miss you, it’s so clear
It’s all in the past, babe
It’s a dffierent story
And now I got one thing I need to do
I’ll pick you up
And we’ll drive right down the five-lane
Try get to L.A.
On a Saturday night
And I’ll let you steal my phone
'Cause you have to be the DJ
But, no, I don’t mind it
And now I got it back
No more living the past
'Cause I got your feet up on my dash
I love when we’re
Driving down the five-lane
Tryna get to L.A.
Oh, on a Saturday night