Saturday Night

The moon is like a million watt electric
Light, it shines up the city as it flies.
And I gotta spend another Saturday
Night at home with the Sunday times.

Moonlight on Flatbush Avenue that's what I call a lovely view.

So what can you do on a Saturday night alone?

Who needs a view on a Saturday night alone?
If it's a Saturday night and you are single,
You sit with a paper and fight the urge to mingle.

And home is a place where you gotta go back alone.
Home is a place where the future looks black alone.

I like the Sunday times alright but not in bed.

Alive and alone on a Saturday night is dead.

(In a round)

So what can you do on a Saturday- So what can you do on a Saturday-
Night alone?- Night alone?

Who needs a view on a Saturday- Who needs a view on a Saturday-
Night alone?- Night alone?

If it's a Saturday night and you are- If it's a Saturday-
Single

You sit with a paper and fight You sit with a paper and fight
The urge to mingle. The urge to mingle.

And home is a place where you- And home is a place
Where you- Gotta go back alone.- Gotta go back alone.

Home is a place where the future- Home is a place where the future
Looks black alone.- Looks black alone.

Things would be different any other night instead.

(In a round)

But I'm on my own on a Saturday- But I'm on my own on a Saturday
Night.- Night.

With no one to phone on a Saturday- With no one to phone on a Saturday
Night.- Night.

And when you're alone on a Saturday night you might as well be dead.



Credits
Writer(s): Stephen Sondheim
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