| Saturday's Child by David Gates |
| Monday had a sad child, always feeling lowdown. Tuesday had a dream child, She's always on the go So, I'm in love with Saturday's child. Every time you take her out at night, (She drives me wild) You want to kiss and hold her way up tight, (Gonna spend my time) You can tell the future's looking bright. (Making sure that Saturday's child is mine) If you love a Wednesday, you live your life apart now. And if you love a Thursday, she's gonna break your heart So, I'm in love with Saturday's child. Every time you take her out at night, (She drives me wild) You want to kiss and hold her way up tight, (Gonna spend my time) You can tell the future's looking bright. (Making sure that Saturday's child is mine) Seven days of the week made to chose from, But only one is right for me. I know that Saturday's got what it takes, babe, I can tell by the way she looks at me. Friday likes a good life, She'll take you for a ride now. And Sunday makes a good wife, she wants to be your bride So, I'm in love with Saturday's child. Every time you take her out at night, (She drives me wild) You want to kiss and hold her way up tight, (Gonna spend my time) You can tell the future's looking bright. (Making sure that Saturday's child is mine) (Saturday's Child) Every time you take her out at night, (She drives me wild) You want to kiss and hold her way up tight, (Gonna spend my time) You can tell the future's looking bright. (Making sure that Saturday's child is mine) (Saturday's Child) |