Sad lookin' faces
On these money makin' races ya
A tired child
With a soul that's running wild yaOn a Saturday subway to a long distant place
I'm trying to find just a little bit of pride
To laugh and forget your faceI don't understand you, walking away
You got intimidated ya
Do you glorify that I complete disarray
On this sentimental Saturday?The strange perfume of the lovers in the room ya
The bloody axes of the men who take your taxes ya
On a Saturday taxi ride to a faraway place
I'm tryin' to find just a little inch of pride
To smile and forget your faceI don't understand you walkin' away
You got intimidated ya
Do you glorify that I complete disarray
On this sentimental SaturdayI don't understand you walkin' away
Was I intimidating ya
Do you glorify that I complete disarray
On this sentimental Saturday?I've been lost in New York City
It ain't so pretty
I've been runnin' around the world
Without the lover in meI made it all up anywayI don't understand you walkin' away
You got intimidated ya
Do you glorify that I complete disarray?
I made it all up anywayI don't understand you walkin' away
Was I intimidating ya?
Do you glorify that I complete disarray
On this sentimental Saturday?