Your Saturday nights are my hell, your Saturday nights are my hell. While you're out dancing and prancing in your short skirt I'm sitting at home by myself wondering when's the next time you'll get hurt. Your Saturday nights are my hell, your Saturday nights are my hell. I never can tell if what you do is what appeals to you or if it's just what they tell you to do. Your Saturday nights are my hell, there's worse men than me, you know it, I know you see. Your Saturday nights are my hell.
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