Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ghouls
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Benedict Goold
Composer
Conor Canney
Composer
Sam Russell
Composer
Harry Bray
Composer
Irv Hunt
Composer
Ben Marion
Composer
Russell Spencer
Composer
Songtexte
Saturday night what a time, things are fine, well - everything but the drink price.
The room is filled - what a thrill it would feel to have one of the prettier girls by my side.
And where is the time? Too much thinking, too much drinking, putting myself into the spotlight.
But sober I'm so shy and insecure so I'm gonna take the time.
You haven't got a hold on me so get your hold off me X2
You haven't got a hold on me so get a hold of yourself.
Does anybody wanna get out of here? Doesn't anybody wanna get out of here?
Cos I've been waiting for too long, trying to figure out the right from wrong. I'll role over, wait until I'm sober.
She's got a pretty face but I'm never gonna miss it.
Saturday night what a fright, had a fight. Lost myself into the night life.
We head back, get in a cab, can't remember but, we ended up back her flat?
And where is the time? What she thinking? Stomach sinking, got to get my head right.
But I just can't help myself tonight so I'm gonna take the time.
You haven't got a hold on me so get your hold off me X2
You haven't got a hold on me so get a hold of yourself.
Does anybody wanna get out of here? Doesn't anybody wanna get out of here?
Cos I've been waiting for too long, trying to figure out the right from wrong. I'll role over, wait until I'm sober.
She's got a pretty face but I'm never gonna miss it.
Life's made for living my darling, life's made for living.
Writer(s): Ben Marion, Benedict Goold, Conor Canney, Harry Bray, Russell Spencer, Sam Mussell
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