January 16, 2011 by Abode Camp in Frank Sinatra

Same Old Saturday Night


Went to see a movie show
Found myself an empty row
Thought the show was just all right
Same old Saturday night.

Then I made the usual stop
Coffee at the coffee shop
Friendly face nowhere in sight
Same old Saturday night.

I really thought the papers I bought
Would help me forget you for a while
Believe me, honey, the funnies weren’t funny
They didn’t even make me smile.

How I wish you’d lift the phone
Fun is fun, but not alone
‘Til you let me hold you tight
Same old Saturday night.

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I really thought that the papers I bought
Would help me forget you for a while
But believe me, honey, the funnies weren’t funny
They didn’t even make me smile.

How I wish you’d lift that phone
Fun is fun, but not alone
‘Til you let me hold you tight
Same old Saturday night.

Only your face
Can help me erase
That sa-ame o-old Saturday night.






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