1955 | Today |
Went to see a movie show Found myself an empty row Thought the show was just “all right” Same old Saturday night Then I made the usual stop Coffee at the coffee shop Friendly face no where in sight Same old Saturday night I really thought The papers I bought Would help me forget you for a while But believe me, honey The funnies weren’t funny They didn’t even make me smile How I wish you’d lift the phone Fun is fun but not alone ‘Til you’re here to hold me tight Same old Saturday night | Went to see a 3D flick Brad Pitt played a backwoods hick Texters in my line of sight Same old Saturday night Then I made a Starbucks stop Latte with whipped cream on top Wi-fi and some megabytes Same old Saturday night I really thought The iPhone I bought Would help me forget you for a while But believe me, honey The news feed wasn’t funny It didn’t even make me smile How I wish you’d tweet me now Fun is not this Farmville cow ‘Til you’re here to hold me tight Same old Saturday night |
Wednesday, March 14, 2012
Frank Sinatra’s "Same Old Saturday Night" written for the 21st Century
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