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We'll meet again in a day or two and we'll laugh about it It was just fun - or don't you agree with me? A half a century ago You weren't born but you was in a plan Everyone ages - counting from 20 to 20 000 hurts I guess it wasn't for love It wasn't too often either Don't make a scene of this but you turn me on and on and on and on yeah All those Saturday night What will happen at night again All those Saturday night What will happen at night again I don't call you a baby and I don't call you my girl I don't call you, that's what you have to do I'm looking at you when you are asleep and you're closed your eyes I touch the sheet when you're gone and feel the warmth Burn my fingertips All those Saturday night What will happen at night again All those Saturday night What will happen at night again How can I know that it's loaded? Do I take a mirror and shoot me in the back? How can I know that it's loaded unless I don't shoot? All those Saturday night What will happen at night again All those Saturday night What will happen at night again All those Saturday night What will happen at night