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Don't smoke, don't drink Still can't sleep a wink No hope, no joke No flicks with chicks It ain't right Deadbeat Saturday night I'm alone, telephone Virtual reality It's no life, no gigs No choice, no voice It's no dice Deadbeat Saturday night Meanwhile, out in the sticks It's more pricks than kicks Hicks from the sticks Don't know what makes them tick Don't know what's next No work, no play No bus man's holiday No show, no way out in sight It just ain't right On this deadbeat Saturday night Meanwhile, out in the sticks It's more pricks than kicks Because those hicks from the sticks Don't know what makes them tick Don't know what's next No smoke, no drink Still can't sleep a wink No hope, no joke No flicks with chicks It ain't right Deadbeat Saturday night There's no work, no play No bus man's holiday No dough, no show No way out in sight It ain't right Deadbeat Saturday night It just ain't right Deadbeat Saturday night It, it just ain't right Deadbeat Saturday night
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