| Saturday Sunday |
|---|
| Saturday, what a day |
| Saturday, Sunday |
| Both of these days |
| Saturday, Sunday |
| Went to the marina |
| I saw a girl there with no shoes |
| She wore a bikini |
| And she smiled at me and said: |
| «Please, could I come? |
| My friends are no fun |
| They’re out there lying in the sun |
| I don’t care if I’m tan or I’m fair |
| I just want to have a better time with you. |
| .. and with you.» |
| Saturday, Sunday |
| Saturday |
| No, Sunday |
| She had a deep tan |
| With a pleading for a smile |
| She gave me the feeling |
| Just to hide away and run |
| Please, give me time |
| My life is no fun |
| My weekends are loveless and so dull |
| Saturday, Sunday |
| Both of these days are gone |
| Saturday, Sunday |
