A ll week long we've been l ooking at horizons and i t's hard on the brain
S ometimes I wonder is it the c ar or the highway that r olls through the rain
This d ay has no number this d ay has no name
But it's t ime for the w eekend all the s ame
Why don't you p ut on your Saturday Suit l et's fly aw ay
We can f ind ourselves a little caf é where the s treet people c ome to p lay
And let the w ine and the s unshine blow our m inds awa y
S aturday Suit me f ine... today
A ll week long we've been s itting on our islands lo oking within
S ometimes I know it must seem like we'll never be happ y again
Put on your makeup and I'll s hine my shoes
I know tha t it's Monday but I'm bored w ith the blues
Why don't you p ut on your Saturday Suit l et's fly aw ay
We can f ind ourselves a little caf é where the s treet people c ome to p lay
And let the w ine and the s unshine blow our m inds awa y
S aturday Suit me f ine... today