Saturdays lyrics

Artist  : Nelly Furtado 
Song : Saturdays



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Hot motel
Stuffy inside
I know well
This
eleven walls
Hot black tar
I tan my
legs
Rest my heart
And dream of the
city

Magazine and diet coke
I'm not a
joke
This is me
Damaged leg
Heavy
cart
Plastic cups
Linen mart

Rock
garden
Where I used to play
People
stare
Part of their day
Coffee
break
Lunch at noon
Pumpernickel
steak
Green and orange room

Done my
list
I Make my way
To help my mother
End
her day
Fresh cut grass
parking lot
We
roll on out
We got a lot

We're on our
way
Roll the windows down
And scream out
loud
We're tired now

Take it
home
Stop on the way
To the bakery
For
some fruit and cake
Home I lay
After a
shower clean
I hit my head
And I dream