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Endless Saturday (Пародия на “Yestersay” The Beatles)

Saturday,
When I could just only rest and play.
Now I go to work and cannot stay.
Oh, I want only Saturday.
 
Suddenly,
I’m not happy as I used to be.
Weekend’s shadow’s hanging over me.
Oh Monday, it came suddenly.
 
Why it had to go,
I don’t know, please someone say,
Why can’t we just vote
For an endless Saturday?
 
Saturday,
Yes, it always comes and slips away,
Why cannot we make it stop and stay?
Oh, I believe in Saturday.
 
Why it had to go,
I don’t know, please someone say,
Why can’t we just vote
For an endless Saturday?
 
Saturday,
Yes, it always comes and slips away,
Why cannot we make it stop and stay?
Oh, I believe in Saturday.
 
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