I'm moaning on Saturday morning I'm moaning on Saturday morning I was happy last Monday morning You still loved me through Friday morning Well now, Friday you took my pay And bought some red Tokay, then ran away Oh, let me talk to you...
I'm moaning on Saturday morning I was searching on Saturday night Oh, I was mad, mad enough to fight 'Cause you took my money And you know it ain't right My whole week you stayed in A woman, a lover, a friend, until the weekend Oh, don't you lose your mind
So I'm moaning on Saturday morning I even prayed on Sunday morning Then I found you late Sunday night I took you back, and I know it ain't right I reckon I'm stuck here with you To love the whole week through Till Saturday morning, oh, I'm moaning... You know...
I said I was born upside your head For hanging with wine-head Fred When you put on that tight dress that's red I forget all that I said
I'm moaning on Saturday morning I were happy last Monday morning But Friday you took my pay And bought some Tokay wine, then you ran away
Ooh-aah, Saturday morning Ooh-aah, Saturday morning Ooh-aah, Saturday morning Ooh-aah, Saturday morning Ooh, Saturday morning, Saturday morning I'm moaning on Saturday morning I'm moaning on Saturday morning...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
