Saturday Waits

You sit in your room Looking over the sea You got friends over here Still you're there Time after time You could always refer to the things Refer to the things from the past Shading you Saturday waits You'll get over it then Sunday never come late Always stand in the shade Saturday night You'll be grown up real soon Trouble never complain You'll be over 'til ten Time after time You will always be late You will always feel shame For your looks Your feel(ing)s in a jar Stored in a cupboard Cupboard at yours You will always feel shame For your ways Saturday night You'll be grown up real soon Trouble never complain You'll be over 'til ten Saturday waits You'll get over it then Sunday never come late Always stand in the shade Grandfather I want you now Nothing ever waits Lover I want you now 'Cause nothing ever waits Saturday waits You'll get over it then Sunday never come late Always stand in the shade Saturday night You'll be grown up real soon Trouble never complain You'll be over 'til ten You sit in your room Looking over the sea You will always be late Always feel shame