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letra de yay! saturday - girl group

[verse 1]
put a dress on standing up
in the bathroom throwing up
smelling perfume, 10 o’clock
nicest shoes on, blister sock

[pre-chorus]
if you don’t know us
please get in touch

[chorus]
yay
sat-rday
sat-rday, we’ve gotta go
(f-ckin’ hurry up in the toilet ’cause i think i’m dying)
head
stay away
stay away, don’t wanna know
(waking up at 4 p.m., try to remember how i got in)
getting drunk with friends
(what’s rational and logical can politely stay at home)
do it all again
(any kind of lesson learnt won’t fit in my tiny purse)

[verse 2]
body moving, sticky floor
think they’re looking, let’s perform
legs unsteady, spenny shot
barman hates me, kinda hot
[pre-chorus]
if you don’t know us
tough luck

[chorus]
yay
sat-rday
sat-rday, we’ve gotta go
(f-ckin’ hurry up in the toilet ’cause i think i’m dying)
head
stay away
stay away, don’t wanna know
(waking up at 4 p.m., try to rеmember how i got in)
getting drunk with friеnds
(what’s rational and logical can politely stay at home)
do it all again
(any kind of lesson learnt won’t fit in my tiny purse)

[post-chorus]
yay
sat-rday
sat-rday we’ve gotta go
yay
sat-rday
sat-rday, we’ve gotta go
(f-ckin’ hurry up in the toilet ’cause i think i’m dying)
head
stay away
stay away, don’t wanna know
(waking up at 4 p.m., try to remember how i got in)
getting drunk with friends
[chorus]
yay
sat-rday
sat-rday, we’ve gotta go
(f-ckin’ hurry up in the toilet ’cause i think i’m dying)
head
stay away
stay away, don’t wanna know
(waking up at 4 p.m., try to remember how i got in)
getting drunk with friends
(what’s rational and logical can politely stay at home)
do it all again
(any kind of lesson learnt won’t fit in my tiny purse)

[outro]
okay, so, i go to the toilet, i’m having a lovely time
(sat-rday, sat-rday, we’ve gotta go)
well, i’m just really happy at my situation in life
(f-ckin’ hurry up in the toilet ’cause i think i’m dying)
(head, stay away, stay away, don’t wanna know)
and then i stand up and i realise i’m f-ckin’ wet through
(waking up at 4 p.m., try to remember how i got in)
and i see the f-ckin’ seat
(getting drunk with friends)
there’s f-ckin’—
(what’s rational and logical can politely stay at home)
there’s p-ss all over this seat
(do it all again)
so now i’m just trying to furiously wipe this random guy’s p-ss of myself
(any kind of lesson learnt won’t fit in my tiny purse)
so yeah, thanks

- girl group

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