Well I walk on past the Hüx with one of my weekend looks, Into the place I know so well, Into the smoke catch by the door, I've been here many times before, But there's something funny here but I just can't tell, But then I look around the room, Of course, its Saturday and its June, And though the snow is coming soon, Its Saturday and its June, What I like about June, is that she shines so bright,
She got the kind of weather, to really set your heart alight, She puts a smile on the day, and in the heat of the night, I can't sleep for the way she makes me toss and turn in delight, And though there's rain outside my room, Ist Saturday in June, And now the snow is coming soon, I wanna spend a Saturday in June,