- Votes:
- Composer:
- Max Collins / Tony Fagenson / Jon Siebels
 
- Genres:
- Rock
 
- Tags:
- alternative
- alternative rock
- eve 6
- west coast
 
- See also:
Eve 6 - Saturday Night lyrics
Saturday night burns a redness on my face
 I tasted you, you tasted me, you were never my taste
 Now left alone with precious thoughts
 Of half past half an hour stops
 And talk so small I can't remember ever saying a word
 Laced with thick naivette
 Firm delusions can't be swayed
 Tell yourself you're happy
 We both know the truth
 It's false behind the dirty talk, the dirty sheets, the sexy walk
 Your eyes are closed, your heart is open wide and that's no good
 There is somethin' up my sleeve
 There is nothin' in between
 You and me that you can't see
 So beg my pardon
 Honesty's a virtue that can hurt you let it be
 The thought that counts is countin' down the minutes till I leave
 When I do you'll be lookin' for security in words
 Though you know that you won't get it for the better, for the worseEve 6 - Saturday Night - http://motolyrics.com/eve-6/saturday-night-lyrics.html
 There is somethin' up my sleeve
 There is nothin' in between
 You and me that you can't see
 So beg my pardon
 I apologize for me
 Then I'm back in a couple weeks
 I'm too weak to help it
 Don't know how to end it
 Yea, I apologize for me
 Yea, yea, yea
 There is somethin' up my sleeve
 There is nothin' in between
 You and me that you can't see
 Don't beg my pardon
 There is somethin' up my sleeve
 There is nothin' in between
 You and me that you can't see
 So beg my pardon















