Another Saturday night and I ain't got nobody
I've got some money 'cause I just got paid
Now how I wish I had someone to talk to
I'm in an awful way.

I got in town a month ago
I've seen a lot of girls since then,
If I could meet 'em I could get 'em
But as yet I haven't met 'em
That's how I'm in the state I'm in.

Another fella told me
He had a sister who looked just fine
Instead of bein' my deliverance
She had a strange resemblance
To a cat named Frankenstein.

It's hard on a fella
When he don't know his way around
If I don't find me a honey
To help me spend my money
I'm gonna have to blow this town.

Another Saturday night and I ain't got nobody
I've got some money 'cause I just got paid
How I wish I had someone to talk to
I'm in an awful, ooh, I'm in an awful way,
He's in an awful way, I'm in an awful ooh,
I'm in an awful way, He's in an awful way.

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CAT STEVENS or SAM COOKE?

(or as The Teen would say "but Frankenstein wasn't the name of the creature, it was the name of the creator" - how does he know these things? perhaps he is better read than I know. . .)

my Saturday night was little better than previous Saturday nights; I seem to be in a bit of a rut - but how does one get out of it? I can't pluck up the courage to go out of my comfort zone, so I end up doing very little; perhaps it's a time thing? perhaps I'll feel better in a while? maybe my comfort zone took a bit of a knock this year, along with a lot of other things in my life; I didn't really anticipate that, it has to be said; perhaps it's an energy thing? I don't seem to have very much at the moment; perhaps my expectations are too high? I didn't really know that I had any expectations. . .
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I don't much like being on my own tho, that much I know