Takes
Lyrics
[verse]
Another Saturday, and I'm dressed up with nowhere,
Combing my hair back, whistling at the door.
Every guy on my street's got somebody to go there,
And I'm standing on the porch like a hundred nights before.
[chorus]
Oh, somebody help me, I'm lonesome and I mean it,
Saturday keeps rolling and I'm still on my own.
Somebody tell this heart there's a girl who could love it,
'Cause a Saturday night's no good spent alone!
[verse]
I polished up my shoes and I practiced my big smile,
Got a pocket full of nothing but a lonesome dime.
Called every number that I got written down here,
But the phone just keeps ringing one more time.
[chorus]
Oh, somebody help me, I'm lonesome and I mean it,
Saturday keeps rolling and I'm still on my own.
Somebody tell this heart there's a girl who could love it,
'Cause a Saturday night's no good spent alone!
[bridge]
Horns are blowing down on Main Street,
Everybody's got a date but me.
Lord, if you're listening, send an angel my way,
Before this whole town falls asleep!
[chorus]
Oh, somebody help me, I'm lonesome and I mean it,
Saturday keeps rolling and I'm still on my own.
Somebody tell this heart there's a girl who could love it,
'Cause a Saturday night's no good spent alone!
Model notes (creation log)
## Metadata
**Caption:** soul, r&b, uptempo, party groove, horns, early 1960s, joyful, 130 bpm, male vocal
**BPM:** 74
**Duration:** 140.0s
**Key:** C major
**Time Signature:** 4

## Lyrics
[verse]
Another Saturday, and I'm dressed up with nowhere,
Combing my hair back, whistling at the door.
Every guy on my street's got somebody to go there,
And I'm standing on the porch like a hundred nights before.

[chorus]
Oh, somebody help me, I'm lonesome and I mean it,
Saturday keeps rolling and I'm still on my own.
Somebody tell this heart there's a girl who could love it,
'Cause a Saturday night's no good spent alone!

[verse]
I polished up my shoes and I practiced my big smile,
Got a pocket full of nothing but a lonesome dime.
Called every number that I got written down here,
But the phone just keeps ringing one more time.

[chorus]
Oh, somebody help me, I'm lonesome and I mean it,
Saturday keeps rolling and I'm still on my own.
Somebody tell this heart there's a girl who could love it,
'Cause a Saturday night's no good spent alone!

[bridge]
Horns are blowing down on Main Street,
Everybody's got a date but me.
Lord, if you're listening, send an angel my way,
Before this whole town falls asleep!

[chorus]
Oh, somebody help me, I'm lonesome and I mean it,
Saturday keeps rolling and I'm still on my own.
Somebody tell this heart there's a girl who could love it,
'Cause a Saturday night's no good spent alone!