Well she's pretty enough
She's tall and she's tough
And she lookin' when I turn
around
And she smiles when I smile
And we look for a place to
sit down
And it's what are you drinkin'
And what are you thinkin'
And baby, you wanna go home?
It's a Saturday night
And you don't want to spend
it alone
[Chorus]
All-in-all
I think I'd rather be in love
I think I'd rather be with
someone
Who makes me insane
With someone I can't get enough
of
All-in-all
I wish that I could fall again
I know it's a game I always
lose
But I sure could use
One more chance to win
Well I'm happy I guess
Sometimes more, sometimes
less
I get most of the things that
I need
And my old married friends
They pretend to be envyin'
me
I'm never neglected
But never connected
Always a guest at the meal
I'm not mad or upset
I just tend to forget how
I feel
[Repeat Chorus]
[Bridge]
Well it's not like I'm broke
Or I'm hungry
Or out in the rain
I know what I had
And I know what I've got
And I gave up a lot
To be free of the pain
In the hours right after
We're forcing our laughter
And neither believes it, I
know
And I give her a kiss while
I wish
She had somewhere to go
And tomorrow is Sunday
And after it Monday
And Tuesday and on into time
I don't like what I see about
me
At the end of the line
[Repeat Chorus]
© 1985 by David Buskin
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