So I call your name, cross my fingers
uncross the others, hesitate.
Oh, I don't think straight with nothing to prove.I don't wanna say I'm leaving
I will stay until the weekend.
And you can take all the things
the boxes and ringsand get going.
'Cause I've been waiting for...
All the pretty girls on a Saturday night.
Let it be, and come to me with the look in your eyes.
Will you break and take all the words from my mouth?I wish all the pretty girls were shaking me down.
So I call you out
Just to feel a little better about myself
I do, baby I do.
Until their lips start to move
and their friends talk music
I say "I've never heard the tune!"
But I have, I just hate the band'cause they remind me of you.
Every single night ends up the same
I don't say much at all, but I bring up your name.(Over and over and over)
I think it's striking me out.
All the pretty girls on a Saturday night
Let it be, they come with me with the look in your eyes.Will you break and take all the words from my mouth?
I wish all the pretty girls were shaking me down.
But not you
you still wear boots and your hair is too long
and then this one doesn't want to admit she's fallen in love
Oh c'mon, oh c'mon, what's a boy to do
When all the pretty girls can't measure to you?
I don't understand your reasons
Please just stay over the weekendYou can't take all those things
They define you and me
everything we've become
You're all that I needPlease don't make me face my generation alone.
All the pretty girls on a Saturday night.
Let it be, and come with me with the look in your eyes.
Will you break and take all the words from my mouth?
I wish all the pretty girls were shaking me down.
But not you
I feel your faith is destroying the world
and then this one never really understood
the 80s is over and done
Oh c'mon, what's a boy to do
when all the pretty girls can't measure to you?
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