| Everyday is Saturday night, but I can't wait for Sunday morning, Sunday morning
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| It's the same thing, back in the cold
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| People know people come and go it bores me
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| Same thing
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| Seems like I'm trapped in the world where the servants they serve time
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| Time waits on no man
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| So when people fall like me
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| I
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| Everyday is Saturday night, but I can't wait for Sunday morning, Sunday morning
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| Everyday is Saturday night, but I can't wait for Sunday morning, Sunday morning
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| Walking down blocks
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| Pictures don't stop
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| Pictures inside my dome
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| This is not me
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| I'm just afraid to be here all alone
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| Hurry up, wait
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| Quit it don't stop
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| I'm drowning in the self
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| This is not me
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| Where is my revolution, but
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| If you want to own me
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| I am not concerned
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| If you follow me
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| I know that I can learn
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| You might be the greatest thing I've ever seen
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| All I know is music
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| All, All I've ever known
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| Everyday is Saturday night, but I can't wait for Sunday morning, Sunday morning
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| Everyday is Saturday night, but I can't wait for Sunday morning, Sunday morning
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| (Let's go!)
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| (Let's go!)
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| (Let's go!)
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| (Let's go!)
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| Everyday is Saturday night, but I can't wait for Sunday morning, Sunday morning
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| Everyday is Saturday night, but I can't wait for Sunday morning, Sunday morning
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| Everyday is Saturday night, but I can't wait for Sunday morning, Sunday morning |