"Saturdaynight" by Herman Brood

The neon light, of the Open all night, was just in 
time replaced by, the magic appearance of a new day, 
while melancholic Reno was crawling on his back just 
in, front of the supermarket doorway child 

Hey girl, cold summernight, as we stood on the 
corner, as a man passed by and asked us, what we 
were doing what we need, as he pointed his big fat 
finger to the people hangin round at the other 
side, of the street Oh well 

doin nothing, just hanging around what do you mean 
doin nothing Sir. So we had to hit him to the 
ground, doin nothing just hanging around. His head 
all busted lookin just a lttle too wise 

I just cant wait 
I just cant wait For saturday night 
saturday night 
saturday night 
saturday night 
saturday night 

saturday night 
saturday night 
saturday night 

I just cant wait 
I just cant wait