Saturday Suit
All week long we been looking at horizons
And it's hard on the brain
Sometimes I wonder is it the car or the highway
That rolls through the rain
This day has no number, this day has no name
But it's time for the weekend all the same

Why don't you put on your Saturday Suit
Let's fly away
We can find ourselves a little café
Where the street people come to play
And let the wine and the sunshine blow our minds away
Saturday suit me fine today
Baby won't you Saturday suit me fine today
Darlin' won't you Saturday suit me fine today