10:15 on a Saturday night And the tap drips under the streetlight And I'm sitting in a kitchen sink And the tap drips Drip, drip, drip Drip, drip, drip
10:15 on a Saturday night And the tap Drips under the streetlight And I'm sitting in a kitchen sink And the tap drips Drip, drip, drip, drip Waiting
翻訳: リビングエンド. 10時15分土曜日の夜.
protect his security and future life the way I have to live it. It's altogether something that you would definitely not understand. Nobody understands this because, take for instance Saturday night, Saturday night
a party all night long All night long, listen to the fiddle Music's goin' strong, heart's alive It's Saturday night Gonna have a party, all night long
quite so right as the night of your favorite thing conversation and laughter and the night after and the night after damn I like hafta see you now it
siren sounds Gotta get movin' to the underground But I gotta woman gonna love me through the night Slippin' and slidin' and holding me tight Well, here it comes again, another Saturday night
ideal world But frankly think it don't exist So many times, I get so afraid So many ways, I felt so betrayed We get together on a Saturday night And
The conversation's contagious But their talk is so small Sidewalks and the streets Are overflowing with dread Every night down here Is night of the living
Thursday is the longest of all We light up Friday night like a movie scene Saturday we're floating on air I'm wishing Sunday would never come to an end
Birmingham Fishing poles made out of sticks And baby dolls that were made out of bricks And pine pole slides for kicks Play some bar on a Saturday night
, then the bullets start bustin' First crime, we came with Mystic Stylez on grime You slip, I Live By My Rep don't fuck with mine Da End, the souls of
got overconfident On the really girl, you don't want no conflict Save your slick talk for Saturday night's at plex QP is back, what did y'all expect? That I stay pregnant forever, and live
overconfident On the really girl, you don't want no conflict Save your slick talk for Saturday night's at plex QP is back, what did y'all expect? That I stay pregnant forever, and live
a Saturday night on my parents couch Had the house to ourselves sittin' through a movie and making out And he said I had something that he couldn't live
what ain't got no end Well it's five o'clock in the morning till twelve o'clock at night It's five o'clock in the morning till twelve o'clock at night