Everyday's a Saturday

Duration

4:58

Genres

Rock

Description

Lyrics

Everyday’s a Saturday © 2009 The Mango Men Monday morning deadlines, runnin’ through my brain, Tuesday fire drills, think I’m goin’ insane, Wednesday turns the corner, still no end in sight, by Thursday afternoon, I’m searchin’ for some light, When Friday rolls around, it’s system overload, still runnin’ on adrenalin, but lookin’ down the road I know just where I’m goin’, I can smell that salty air, vacation’s callin’ me, in a little while, I’ll be there Chorus Been countin’ the days all year, can’t believe it’s really here, we’ve been workin’ way too hard, we all need a little R & R, so let’s head on down to that little beach town, where the waves take our worries away, it’s finally time to play, every day’s a Saturday. Open up my eyes, to that special cup of Joe, It always tastes so damn good, when you got no place to go, ‘cept peddlin’ that old beach bike, down the boards, or pickin’ up my old six string, and strummin’ chords, Boat drinks on the beach, at Carmen’s tiki shack, Mr. Gruver’s on the grill, down at Pirate Jack’s, sinkin’ back into my chair, hear the waves roll in and out, turn another page, let my mind drift all about Chorus Instrumental Bridge: The day turns into the night, when the sun falls ‘neith the dunes, that’s when the evening show begins, stars dancin’ round the moon, Feels just like yesterday, did a week already pass, time stands still down here while it flies by way too fast, pack it up and move it out, but just before we go, we raise a toast to paradise, with the sand between our toes, headin’ ‘cross the bridge, as the sun plays hide and seek, like it’s callin’ out to us, hope you had a pleasant week, traffic’s getting’ heavy, everybody’s slowin’ down, Is every day a Saturday in their special little town? Chorus