SATURDAY PT. 1

Everybody’s out on a Saturday night

But I’m home alone and it’s alright

Because everyday is the same to me

That is what happens when you break free

But the truth is I’m actually really, really lonely

I wish my favorite singer would finally finally phone me

“Hey RG, I’m in the neighborhood”

("Hey what’s good man, I’m in the neighborhood”)

Then they would come over

I’d cook pasta with shrimp

We’d sit in the backyard and we would really eat it

Below those string lights with the really large bulbs

And they would tеll me what goes on inside thеir soul

And suddenly I don’t feel so lonely again

Because I found this really expensive friend

And then I start to feel lonely again

Because I know soon this is gonna end