Saturday mornin', saturday mornin'
Lives on the corner of grown up streets
Saturday mornin', saturday mornin'
Puts all his money in the banking sheet

Saturday mornin', saturday mornin'
It's only just to wonder
In words of his own
And everyday's the same to him
When he goes walking home, walking home

Looks so fine, feels so good
Knows they all like it  in the neighbourhood
It's time to the best he can
Saturday mornin', saturday mornin'
He's a saturday mornin' man

He's so very fond of his maturity
He's dreaming of his freedom in return
For his security

He likes to get up early and he leaves at eight
Saturday mornin', saturday mornin'
He always looks immaculate, he's never late
Saturday mornin', saturday mornin'

He hides behind his paper on a train
And everybody round about
Is doing just the same
Just the same

Looks so fine, feels so good
Knows they all like it  in the neighbourhood
It's time to the best he can
Saturday mornin', saturday mornin'
He's a saturday mornin' man

A saturday mornin' man
A saturday mornin' man
A saturday mornin' man
A saturday mornin' man.....
