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 Carpenters, The » Saturday |
Saturday began just the same as other days
But ended up different in many ways
Love is in my world since Saturday
Mornin' came but somehow it didn't seem the same
The sadness of Friday had somehow changed
To the happy sounds of Saturday
Saturday, ever-loving Saturday
I whistle to bluebirds
I tried to tell them how you brought me sunshine
My head
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