Saturday and we sleep late Usually we´re up by eight A swim it calls, a swim awaits No work to do today Strange how you would stray
And drink and such odd things This is what the city brings
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo
Evening calls and old folks fall The phone is ringing down the hall I told my friends not to call That you were getting well You still refuse to tell Where you´d been out so long Coming home at dawn
Lately I´m forgotten here Isolated, feeling queer When you were looking in the mirror Did you see the future´s lies They march right on in time Straight into the pool Oh so quick and cool