Sunday, April 08, 2018

What Time Is It?

It's nine o'clock on a Saturday, the regular crowd shuffles in.

After midnight, we're gonna let it all hang out.

It's a quarter after one, I'm a little drunk, and I need you now.

It's quarter to three. There's no one in the place, except you and me.

And she says, Baby, it's three a.m. I must be lonely.

The six o'clock alarm would never ring.

Hi, hi, hi beautiful Sunday. this is my my my beautiful day.

Monday, Monday, so good to me.
Tuesday's dead

Gotta get down on Friday, Everybody's looking forward to the weekend.
Come Saturday Morning, I'm going away with my friend
It's Saturday night and I ain't got nobody

That's what I have so far. Figured if it's here I can keep editing.

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