Saturday, what a day
Saturday, Sunday
Both of these days

Saturday, Sunday

Went to the marina
I saw a girl there with no shoes
She wore a bikini
And she smiled at me and said:
"Please, could I come?
My friends are no fun
They're out there lying in the sun
I don't care if I'm tan or I'm fair
I just want to have a better time with you . . . and with you."

Saturday, Sunday

Saturday
No, Sunday

She had a deep tan
With a pleading for a smile
She gave me the feeling
Just to hide away and run
Please, give me time
My life is no fun
My weekends are loveless and so dull

Saturday, Sunday
Both of these days are gone

Saturday, Sunday