Saturday. It's Saturday again. Saturday night. I was thinking how many songs I could remember that mention Saturday, and there are a lot of them.
Another Saturday night, and I ain't got nobody...
Saturday... in the park... I think it was the Fourth of July...
S! A! T-U-R! D-A-Y! NIGHT!
Saturday night's all right for fightin'...
Jukebox Saturday night...
Saturday morning, I'm going to be with my friends...
I know there are others, but those were the ones I could remember. I know most of them are old and corny, but then sometimes I feel old and corny. My father could be pretty corny sometimes, and I probably get that from him.
It's really spring now. It was in the 70s here today, so I went out on the bike for a while. Both it and I need oiling.
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