Saturday Evening Post Songtext

Sittin' on my bed

Waitin' for someone to tell me I'm down

Saw her last night with summer curls

And I fell

Smilin' like a Rockwell

She shows me her room

But I can't stay

Time doesn't stop when she touches my hand

It's the same

Cause I see you every time I smile

So why can't I say?

Music makes me feel good and so do you

So here's a song

You were lookin' pretty good up in Peace Dog's Cave

But your hair looks better long

I'm hopeful that someday I can talk to you

Without lookin' down

I don't want to be a stranger

But until I get some flavor

Please come around

Oh please

Oh please

Come around
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