Song | Saturday Sunday |
Artist | Kat Dahlia |
Album | My Garden |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
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[00:00.00] | Is it Saturday Sunday Saturday Sunday |
[00:03.89] | Poppin shots down the same lips that I pray |
[00:06.38] | Saturday Sunday Saturday Sunday |
[00:10.06] | Maybe I'll get it right one day |
[00:11.87] | Got my make up on my face |
[00:13.97] | Who am I today |
[00:16.72] | Is today a new day |
[00:19.55] | Am I in a maze |
[00:23.04] | With me knees to the ground, |
[00:24.43] | head facing down to pray |
[00:27.87] | While I'm a thousand miles away |
[00:30.83] | No time or space |
[00:34.30] | O preacher you're way too loud |
[00:38.40] | My head's spinning round |
[00:40.18] | Watch my gown |
[00:42.51] | He's dressed in black |
[00:44.11] | Don't let me drown |
[00:45.69] | Oh preacher it's way too soon |
[00:48.37] | It's Saturday night, a Sunday afternoon |
[00:51.53] | Who do I tell my stories to |
[00:54.16] | Is the DJ in the confession booth |
[00:57.01] | Is it Saturday Sunday Saturday Sunday |
[01:00.32] | Poppin shots down the same lips that I pray |
[01:02.81] | Saturday Sunday Saturday Sunday |
[01:06.51] | Maybe I'll get it right one day |
[01:08.58] | Bodies all around hypnotized |
[01:10.39] | by the sound that surrounds |
[01:13.25] | Don't count me out |
[01:15.92] | Has a savior been found |
[01:19.70] | Spirits in my system |
[01:21.14] | Trying to resist them no |
[01:24.48] | They will not go |
[01:27.16] | Pour the wine slow |
[01:30.78] | O preacher you're way too loud |
[01:34.89] | My head's spinning round |
[01:36.59] | Watch my gown |
[01:39.15] | He's dressed in black |
[01:40.54] | Don't let me drown |
[01:42.06] | Oh preacher it's way too soon |
[01:44.85] | It's Saturday night, a Sunday afternoon |
[01:47.98] | Who do I tell my stories to |
[01:50.57] | Is the DJ in the confession booth |
[01:56.46] | Say nothing I been accused of my own use |
[02:01.74] | I'm going going so we can cure my abuse |
[02:07.74] | Say nothing I hold this in for my own use |
[02:13.09] | I'm going going so we can cure my abuse |
[02:18.96] | Saturday Sunday Saturday Sunday |
[02:20.95] | (Oh preacher my feet hurt ) |
[02:22.58] | Poppin shots down the same lips that I pray |
[02:24.77] | Saturday Sunday Saturday Sunday |
[02:27.42] | Take my sorrow |
[02:28.58] | Maybe I'll get it right one day |
[02:33.10] | Sorrow away from me |
[02:40.85] | Oh it' dark baby |
[02:44.42] | Turn up the lights turn up the lights |
[02:47.14] | It's dark baby |
[02:49.62] | DJ turn up the lights turn up the lights |
[02:52.85] | I'm fallin fallin fallin into my abuse |
[02:58.32] | I've fallin fallin fallin again angel |
[03:04.72] | Oh my feet hurt I won't make it to the alter |
[03:12.09] | Oh preacher |
ml: 1. 0 | |
[00:00.00] | Is it Saturday Sunday Saturday Sunday |
[00:03.89] | Poppin shots down the same lips that I pray |
[00:06.38] | Saturday Sunday Saturday Sunday |
[00:10.06] | Maybe I' ll get it right one day |
[00:11.87] | Got my make up on my face |
[00:13.97] | Who am I today |
[00:16.72] | Is today a new day |
[00:19.55] | Am I in a maze |
[00:23.04] | With me knees to the ground, |
[00:24.43] | head facing down to pray |
[00:27.87] | While I' m a thousand miles away |
[00:30.83] | No time or space |
[00:34.30] | O preacher you' re way too loud |
[00:38.40] | My head' s spinning round |
[00:40.18] | Watch my gown |
[00:42.51] | He' s dressed in black |
[00:44.11] | Don' t let me drown |
[00:45.69] | Oh preacher it' s way too soon |
[00:48.37] | It' s Saturday night, a Sunday afternoon |
[00:51.53] | Who do I tell my stories to |
[00:54.16] | Is the DJ in the confession booth |
[00:57.01] | Is it Saturday Sunday Saturday Sunday |
[01:00.32] | Poppin shots down the same lips that I pray |
[01:02.81] | Saturday Sunday Saturday Sunday |
[01:06.51] | Maybe I' ll get it right one day |
[01:08.58] | Bodies all around hypnotized |
[01:10.39] | by the sound that surrounds |
[01:13.25] | Don' t count me out |
[01:15.92] | Has a savior been found |
[01:19.70] | Spirits in my system |
[01:21.14] | Trying to resist them no |
[01:24.48] | They will not go |
[01:27.16] | Pour the wine slow |
[01:30.78] | O preacher you' re way too loud |
[01:34.89] | My head' s spinning round |
[01:36.59] | Watch my gown |
[01:39.15] | He' s dressed in black |
[01:40.54] | Don' t let me drown |
[01:42.06] | Oh preacher it' s way too soon |
[01:44.85] | It' s Saturday night, a Sunday afternoon |
[01:47.98] | Who do I tell my stories to |
[01:50.57] | Is the DJ in the confession booth |
[01:56.46] | Say nothing I been accused of my own use |
[02:01.74] | I' m going going so we can cure my abuse |
[02:07.74] | Say nothing I hold this in for my own use |
[02:13.09] | I' m going going so we can cure my abuse |
[02:18.96] | Saturday Sunday Saturday Sunday |
[02:20.95] | Oh preacher my feet hurt |
[02:22.58] | Poppin shots down the same lips that I pray |
[02:24.77] | Saturday Sunday Saturday Sunday |
[02:27.42] | Take my sorrow |
[02:28.58] | Maybe I' ll get it right one day |
[02:33.10] | Sorrow away from me |
[02:40.85] | Oh it' dark baby |
[02:44.42] | Turn up the lights turn up the lights |
[02:47.14] | It' s dark baby |
[02:49.62] | DJ turn up the lights turn up the lights |
[02:52.85] | I' m fallin fallin fallin into my abuse |
[02:58.32] | I' ve fallin fallin fallin again angel |
[03:04.72] | Oh my feet hurt I won' t make it to the alter |
[03:12.09] | Oh preacher |
ml: 1. 0 | |
[00:00.00] | Is it Saturday Sunday Saturday Sunday |
[00:03.89] | Poppin shots down the same lips that I pray |
[00:06.38] | Saturday Sunday Saturday Sunday |
[00:10.06] | Maybe I' ll get it right one day |
[00:11.87] | Got my make up on my face |
[00:13.97] | Who am I today |
[00:16.72] | Is today a new day |
[00:19.55] | Am I in a maze |
[00:23.04] | With me knees to the ground, |
[00:24.43] | head facing down to pray |
[00:27.87] | While I' m a thousand miles away |
[00:30.83] | No time or space |
[00:34.30] | O preacher you' re way too loud |
[00:38.40] | My head' s spinning round |
[00:40.18] | Watch my gown |
[00:42.51] | He' s dressed in black |
[00:44.11] | Don' t let me drown |
[00:45.69] | Oh preacher it' s way too soon |
[00:48.37] | It' s Saturday night, a Sunday afternoon |
[00:51.53] | Who do I tell my stories to |
[00:54.16] | Is the DJ in the confession booth |
[00:57.01] | Is it Saturday Sunday Saturday Sunday |
[01:00.32] | Poppin shots down the same lips that I pray |
[01:02.81] | Saturday Sunday Saturday Sunday |
[01:06.51] | Maybe I' ll get it right one day |
[01:08.58] | Bodies all around hypnotized |
[01:10.39] | by the sound that surrounds |
[01:13.25] | Don' t count me out |
[01:15.92] | Has a savior been found |
[01:19.70] | Spirits in my system |
[01:21.14] | Trying to resist them no |
[01:24.48] | They will not go |
[01:27.16] | Pour the wine slow |
[01:30.78] | O preacher you' re way too loud |
[01:34.89] | My head' s spinning round |
[01:36.59] | Watch my gown |
[01:39.15] | He' s dressed in black |
[01:40.54] | Don' t let me drown |
[01:42.06] | Oh preacher it' s way too soon |
[01:44.85] | It' s Saturday night, a Sunday afternoon |
[01:47.98] | Who do I tell my stories to |
[01:50.57] | Is the DJ in the confession booth |
[01:56.46] | Say nothing I been accused of my own use |
[02:01.74] | I' m going going so we can cure my abuse |
[02:07.74] | Say nothing I hold this in for my own use |
[02:13.09] | I' m going going so we can cure my abuse |
[02:18.96] | Saturday Sunday Saturday Sunday |
[02:20.95] | Oh preacher my feet hurt |
[02:22.58] | Poppin shots down the same lips that I pray |
[02:24.77] | Saturday Sunday Saturday Sunday |
[02:27.42] | Take my sorrow |
[02:28.58] | Maybe I' ll get it right one day |
[02:33.10] | Sorrow away from me |
[02:40.85] | Oh it' dark baby |
[02:44.42] | Turn up the lights turn up the lights |
[02:47.14] | It' s dark baby |
[02:49.62] | DJ turn up the lights turn up the lights |
[02:52.85] | I' m fallin fallin fallin into my abuse |
[02:58.32] | I' ve fallin fallin fallin again angel |
[03:04.72] | Oh my feet hurt I won' t make it to the alter |
[03:12.09] | Oh preacher |