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Suddenly there's a knock at your head.
Don't let them in because they'll try to take your TV set.
Ha-ha-ha-happiness is a ball in your hand,
You've got to try and throw this party just as far as you can.

Cre-cre-cre-creosote is pouring out of my brain,
I swear I heard the floor boards, they were creaking your name.
Get a room, get a head, get a hat,
We're going to hell anyway lets travel first class.

Come to the city on a Saturday night,
Watching the boys on their motorbikes.
I wanna be like those guys,
I wanna wear my clothes tight.
Matching jackets and a fistful of notes,
New sneakers and a fresh pack of smokes.

Ppp-pneumothorax is a word that is long.
They're just trying to put the pun back into punctured lung.
P-p-p-panic over party off party on,
'Cause we are birds of a feather and you can be the fat one.

Come to the city on a Saturday night,
Open your heads like a satellite.
I wanna see what they see,
I wanna love you like crazy.
When cameras are pointing right in your face,
Can see into your room from outer space.

Cut through the city on a Saturday night,
It's not the size of the man in the fight.
I wanna know what that does,
I wanna show what matters.
Cause it's the size of the fight in the man,
That makes the difference and decides who is champ.

Cut through the city on a Saturday night,
Cause you and me are, we're on the edge of the night.
Come to the city on a Saturday night,
I asked your mother and she said it's alright.
We're getting married when we're thirty,
I want to do it on your birthday.

'Cause I don't wanna waste a moment with you,
I just wanna dance the whole night through.
Cut through the city on a Saturday night,
Cause you and me, we're on the edge of a knife.