Paroles de Saturdays (Again)
Completeness is written on a cakeThe red, the white, the blue, the opaque
Smoking up into a nothing
Some sweet replies warmin' up out of the oven
Scents will play a wonderful day
Sights'll be exploding
What blues might try fold out into an open?
A person to thank and a push in the lake and
Things that I am hoping for you
And some may try, get a little superstitious
There's lots of cracks in many days
Oh so many wishes
But I don't know why
Peaked on Saturdays
Doo doo, doo doo
Should be just like all the days
But I do know why
It would never quite function for Mondays
Cause they remind me of those Saturdays
"My, how time flies!" said my younger cousin
I turned a break through a southern pond
When the dragonfly she would buzz on
But I don't know why
Peaked on Saturdays
Doo doo, doo doo
Should be just like all the days
But I do know why
It would never quite function for Mondays
Cause they remind me of those Saturdays
Completeness
Completeness
Completeness
Completeness
What blues might try fold out into an open?
A person to thank and a push in the lake and
Things that I am hoping for you
And some may try, get a little superstitious
There's lots of cracks in many days
Oh so many wishes
But I don't know why
Peaked on Saturdays
Doo doo, doo doo
Should be just like all the days
But I do know why
It would never quite function for Mondays
Cause they remind me of those Saturdays
"My, how time flies!" said my younger cousin
I turned a break through a southern pond
When the dragonfly she would buzz on
But I don't know why
Peaked on Saturdays
Doo doo, doo doo
Should be just like all the days
But I do know why
It would never quite function for Mondays
Cause they remind me of those Saturdays
Completeness
Completeness
Completeness
Completeness
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