Saturday and I come over to your house

On the bed and now we get your records out

I want to kiss you, falling to my knees

Your mother kicks the door

And says I have to leave

And I won't quite, no I won't quit

Well I won't quit, get started

On the bed and now we're rolling to the floor

Take the chair and push it up against the door

The radio can play a few degrees past ten

We shut your mom's voice out and

Start to kiss again

And I won't quit, no I won't quit

Well I won't quit, get started

Saturday and I come over to your house

On the bed and now we get your records out

Your mother's screaming out into the street

Wait till your dad gets home

Cause then I'll have to leave