Hidin' in igloos of bedrooms with laptoppers
Ostriches shovin' our heads into ice boxes
Waitin' for night when the heat's not so strangling
Right now we're draculas scared of some sunshine
They're liftin' weights in the back of the laundromat
Smokin' weed and singin', singin' soul songs
Brush your hair put your summer shoes on
Rat like a fat cat in the subway tracks
Disappears in a doritos bag
C train comin' slitherin' and shudderin'
You hold your breath and slip inside, slip inside
Now we're cross delancey walkin' north
Street's shimmerin' like a flooded casino
There's a washed out ms. pacman machine upstairs
And the band's playin' in the back of Pianos
Now it's overhead, it's saturday night
Now it's all around you and what you feel, you feel alright
Yeah you feel alright and it's saturday night
And you're not comin' home until sunday
Wooh!
Do it again
Now it's overhead, it's saturday night
Now it's all around you and what you feel, you feel alright
Yeah you feel alright and it's saturday night
And you're not comin' home until sunday
Wooh!