| Ticking like a time bomb, waiting for the weekend
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| (Saturday night, Saturday night)
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| People throw their hands up higher than the ceiling
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| (Saturday night, Saturday night)
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| I can see the line up running 'round the whole party
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| (Saturday night, Saturday night)
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| Coming through the window, I can hear the bass drum
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| (Saturday night, Saturday night)
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| We don’t have to go, we can stay right here
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| We can go get drunk, staying up all night
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| Singing «Don't Stop Believing» til the morning light
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| We can line up shots til it all goes bad
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| And we’re passed out and puking in a taxi cab
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| When you’re lying here by my side (Oh yeah!)
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| Nowhere else feels right (Oh yeah!)
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| I’d rather be alone with you on a Saturday night
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| This is gonna be a night so epic
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| (Saturday night, Saturday night)
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| You and me baby, nothing but Netflix
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| (Saturday night, Saturday night)
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| We don’t have to go, we can stay right here
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| We can go get drunk, staying up all night
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| Singing «Don't Stop Believing» til the morning light
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| We can line up shots til it all goes bad
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| And we’re passed out and puking in a taxi cab
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| When you’re lying here by my side (Oh yeah!)
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| Nowhere else feels right (Oh yeah!)
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| I’d rather be alone with you on a Saturday night
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| If we ever get bored, if we get restless
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| (Saturday night, Saturday night)
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| We can get dressed up, let’s get epic
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| We can go get drunk, staying up all night
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| Singing «Don't Stop Believing» til the morning light
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| We can line up shots til it all goes bad
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| And we’re passed out and puking in a taxi cab
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| We’ll stop on every bar on the boulevard
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| Til we max out the limits on my credit card
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| Coz when I’ve got you here by my side (Oh Yeah!)
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| Everything feels right (Oh yeah!)
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| As long as it’s me and you on Saturday night |