suzie was one-of-a-kind living a dozen lives    she'd always try and act them out    today she was a pop beauty queen,    then a ranking marine    and it's me in her target now       i don't know how she tells me that she's moving out again expecting i'll be cool with this    i don't know why it feels like such a capital crime to leave her stranded.       she called me with the sound of the road in the background    i know that her focus was a little out    so what was i supposed to do?    i checked her out for a few to see what this was all about       she says she knew we'd always marry it would end up like a fairy tale;    together for all time    i tell her through her long eye lashes that i don't need her hot flashes as she opens her mouth       "why is it on a saturday night, a saturday night?    you had to go and bring me down    it's always on a saturday night, a saturday night    i thought that you would want me" (x2)       "why'd you have to bring me down?"       there's no use turning back    there's no use turning back       suzie called a couple of days ago    she's taking the train    she's making her way out of town    i thought that she was headed to earth but now she's off to mars       "why is it on a saturday night, a saturday night?    you had to go and bring me down    it's always on a saturday night, a saturday night    i thought that you would want me"       "always on a saturday night, a saturday night    you had to go and bring me down    always on a saturday night, and now you're off to mars