Saturday

Written on a piece of paper, the backside of a bill
It pretty much said "you are terrific, hope I see you tonight"
You said I bore you with banalities, well I am a little bit shy
You said I should be sophisticated but then you kissed me on Saturday

Maybe it's not the most romantic way to ask you out
Oh I forgot the taste of challenge, I used to be in love with that
The place is full of acting figures, walking pictures on feet of plastic
Saying how life is fantastic, still you kissed me on Saturday

Written on a piece of paper, the backside of a bill
When the Wiseman lost the fire, I tried to be  naïve
You said I bore you with banalities, you kissed me anyway
Because wisdom is a mask and I'm shy on Saturday