Saturday Morning Song Lyrics - Tom T. Hall

Out of bed at eight am 

Out my head by half past ten 

Out with mates and dates and friends 

That's what I do at weekends 

I can't talk and I can't walk 

But I know where I'm going to go 

I'm going watch my money go 

At the Locarno, no 

When my feet go through the door 

I know what my right arm is for 

Buy a drink and pull a chair 

Up to the edge of the dance floor 

Bouncers bouncing through the night 

Trying to stop or start a fight 

I sit and watch the flashing lights 

Moving legs in footless tights 

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I go out on Friday night and I come home on Saturday morning 

I go out on Friday night and I come home on Saturday morning 

I like to venture into town 

I like to get a few drinks down 

The floor gets packed the bar gets full 

I don't like life when things get dull 

The hen party have saved the night 

And freed themselves from drunken stags 

Having fun and dancing in 

A circle round their leather bags 

I go out on Friday night and I come home on Saturday morning 

I go out on Friday night and I come home on Saturday morning 

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But two o'clock has come again 

It's time to leave this paradise 

Hope the chip shop isn't closed 

'Cause their pies are really nice 

I'll eat in the taxi queue 

Standing in someone else's spew 

Wish I had lipstick on my shirt 

Instead of piss stains on my shoes 

I go out on Friday night and I come home on Saturday morning 

I go out on Friday night and I come home on Saturday morning 

I go out on Friday night and I come home on Saturday morning 

I go out on Friday night and I come home on Saturday morning