I can't stay away It's getting higher and higher With the fire we make It's getting hotter and hotter Like a moth to a flame From the fire we make Like the night to the day

Saturday, Saturday, Saturday Don't give us none of your aggravation We had it with your discipline Saturday night's alright for fighting Get a little action in Get about as oiled as a diesel train Gonna set this dance alight `Cause Saturday night's the

I could always find a getaway from what I' was hiding from, Everywhere I go, and everything I do, There ain't a corner that I turn that ain't one big, I've lived all my life, with no ties that bind, There wasn't anything or anyone that I couldn't leave

I'm passed out in your garden I'm in I can't get off so soft I'd pop myself in your body I'd come into your party, but I'm soft I used to see you every day I danced around your folk and soul I danced to all your fucking soul I left you with your nose a

Dirty soda in a styrofoam Spend a day to get my mind blown Dress it up and go to NASA 200 Miles on the dash Gotta roll a pound up and gas it Switching lanes in a Grand Rapid We the ones that kept it cool With all these niggas 'til these niggas start

Anyone that sees you at all They know, they know They know, they know, they know Just by looking Well it's gonna be a lucky man That gets to take your hand And play house with you a while And anyone that sees you What I should have been told

If I lay here If I just lay here Would you lie with me and just forget the world? Forget what we're told Before we get too old Show me a garden that's bursting into life We'll do it all

Giving you what you're begging for I'm not afraid anymore What makes you sure you're all I need? Forget about it You're teaching me to live without it Giving you what you say I need I don't want any settled scores I just want you to set me free Giving

Yeah, I get a kick out of you I get a kick every time I see you Standing there before me I get a kick though it's clear to me I get no kick in a plane Flying too high with some gal in the sky Is my idea of nothing to do I get no kick from champagne Mere

'Round and 'round they go Throw it up, watch it fall and drop Than to get down in a hole 1500, all in singles (straight up!) Rather be strapped and ride with a pole Champions, we run the city Number one, they fallin' from the top 'Round and 'round they