Saturday
"I gotta little thing comonna kaya
Cool sheets, real fine, lay me down in the hot July,
I wish I may, I wish I might be next to you every night
No phone, no sir, don't want to be disturbed
Just me, just her, speak without using words,
Learning her every curve
There ain't nothing like sleeping late on a Saturday
Waking up, to see my baby's face
You know I wouldn't want to have it,
Have it any other way
'Cause it's my favorite, sleeping late on a Saturday
She's the kind of girl, that any man would fancy,
But she's mine all mine, one of a kind,
Her beauty is so divine
This chance, romance, baby I cancelled all my plans
Just me, just you, and whatever we want to do,
I'm so into you
There ain't nothing like sleeping late on a Saturday
Waking up, to see my baby's face
You know I wouldn't want to have it,
Have it any other way
'Cause it's my favorite, sleeping late on a Saturday
Since Monday, I ain't thought of nothing but
Being right there with you
(Ooh I just want to be with you my baby)
Come Friday, I can't wait,
You're my special one, make me come undone
It's so much fun
There ain't nothing like sleeping late on a Saturday
Waking up, to see my baby's face
You know I wouldn't want to have it,
Have it any other way
'Cause it's my favorite, sleeping late on a Saturday
There ain't nothing like sleeping late on a Saturday
Waking up, to see my baby's face
You know I wouldn't want to have it,
Have it any other way
'Cause it's my favorite, sleeping late on a Saturday
There ain't nothing like sleeping late on a Saturday
Waking up, to see my baby's face
You know I wouldn't want to have it,
Have it any other way
'Cause it's my favorite, sleeping late on a Saturday
Autor(es): Marc Broussard
