Saturday Clothes

I feel a blue 'cause I can't sew There's still a lot of things that I should know Anyone can guess I don't know how to press My Saturday clothes Everyone's goin' home I feel a little sad to watch them leave But I'll be cool because I don't believe The happy times are gone I can still put on My Saturday clothes Every warm body knows I've got to tell you That was a swell time So now I'll take the butts away And put the glasses on the tray I'll see you all next Saturday I feel a little off because they're gone And if my gal were here I'd still be on But in a week or two There's lots of things to do In my Saturday clothes Everyone's gone home I've got to tell you That was a swell time So now I'll take the butts away And put the glasses on the tray I'll see you all next Saturday