Saturday

Written on a piece of paper, the backside of a bill

It pretty much said "you are terrific, hope I see you tonight"

You said I bore you with banalities, well I am a little bit shy

You said I should be sophisticated but then you kissed me on Saturday

Maybe it's not the most romantic way to ask you out

Oh I forgot the taste of challenge, I used to be in love with that

The place is full of acting figures, walking pictures on feet of plastic

Saying how life is fantastic, still you kissed me on Saturday

Written on a piece of paper, the backside of a bill

When the Wiseman lost the fire, I tried to be naïve

You said I bore you with banalities, you kissed me anyway

Because wisdom is a mask and I'm shy on Saturday