Saturday Night Songtext
von Fischer‐Z

When all your dreams come true
The dice roll out for you
And what you say is true
And everyone agrees

When all your nights are days
And all you hear is praise
And you can get away
With anything you chose
Ah, with anything you chose

That′s my sell-date
Oh, sell by Saturday
That's my sell-date
Sa-Sa-Saturday night

That′s my sell-date
Oh, sell by Saturday
That's my sell-date
Sa-Sa-Saturday night


When all your words are cruel
You treat me like a fool
I won't be there for you
To soak up all the blame
Ah, to soak up all the blame

That′s my sell-date
Oh, sell by Saturday
That′s my sell-date
Sa-Sa-Saturday night

That's my sell-date
Oh, sell by Saturday
That′s my sell-date
Sa-Sa-Saturday night

You keep on rocking me
You keep on knocking me down
You keep on rocking me
Oh-oh, oh-oh

That's my sell-date
Oh, sell by Saturday
That′s my sell-date
Sa-Sa-Saturday night


That's my sell-date
Oh, sell by Saturday
That′s my sell-date
Sa-Sa-Saturday night
Sa-Sa-Saturday night

Sa-Sa-Saturday night
Sa-Sa-Saturday night
Sa-Sa-Saturday night
Sa-Sa-Saturday night
Sa-Sa-Saturday night