Saturday Night

Well, all our little sweethearts On a Saturday night, They've got their heads On a surprise To make us just fine. And all the Queen Street cowboys Out there, standing in line, Just sticking out the mystery Of a Saturday night. Well, the cancer spreads so quickly, It left me wondering why I have a life that's for the living. Why do I even try? So I stretched from east to west And said, "I'm doing just fine." And I slipped into the shadows Of a Saturday night. White smoke rising up off the coast. Heaven surrounds me now. And it'll be no joke now that everyone knows You've got something to live for now. So I slipped in through your window, Hoping you wouldn't mind If I wanna lay with you, baby, Just for the night. Who don't love a little company, Even if it's a surprise? When I told you and your little lovers That you wanted to die. But I thought as I got older, I'd get on my feet again. And it's hard just staying sober. I get all mixed up again. And I woke up in the morning, Feeling barely alive, And I wanna say something That could make things all right. Said, "Baby, if you're listening, Won't you send me a sign?" I know you get so lonely. Ain't that just like her?