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