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Let me put my arms around your head
Gee, it's hot, let's go to bed
Don't forget to turn on the light
Don't laugh babe, it'll be alright
Pour me out another phone
I'll ring and see if your friends are home
Perhaps the strange ones in the dome
Can lend us a book we can read up alone
And try to get it on like once before
When people stared in Jagger's eyes and scored
Like the video films we saw
His name was always Buddy
And he'd shrug and ask to stay
She'd sigh like Twig the Wonder Kid
And turn her face away
She's uncertain if she likes him
But she knows she really loves him
It's a crash course for the ravers
It's a Drive-in Saturday
Jung the foreman prayed at work
That neither hands nor limbs would burst
It's hard enough to keep formation with this fall out saturation
Cursing at the Astronette
Who stands in steel by his cabinet
He's crashing out with Sylvian
The Bureau Supply for ageing men
With snorting head he gazes to the shore
Which once had raised a sea that raged no more
Like the video films we saw
His name was always Buddy
And he'd shrug and ask to stay
She'd sigh like Twig the Wonder Kid
And turn her face away
She's uncertain if she likes him
But she knows she really loves him
It's a crash course for the ravers
It's a Drive-in Saturday
(repeat chorus)
It's a Drive-in Saturday (repeat)
=================  Let me put my arms around your head  Gee, it's hot, let's go to bed  Don't forget to turn on the light  Don't laugh babe, it'll be alright  Pour me out another phone  I'll ring and see if your friends are home  Perhaps the strange ones in the dome  Can lend us a book we can read up alone  And try to get it on like once before  When people stared in Jagger's eyes and scored  Like the video films we saw  His name was always Buddy  And he'd shrug and ask to stay  She'd sigh like Twig the Wonder Kid  And turn her face away  She's uncertain if she likes him  But she knows she really loves him  It's a crash course for the ravers  It's a Drive-in Saturday  Jung the foreman prayed at work  That neither hands nor limbs would burst  It's hard enough to keep formation with this fall out saturation  Cursing at the Astronette  Who stands in steel by his cabinet  He's crashing out with Sylvian  The Bureau Supply for ageing men  With snorting head he gazes to the shore  Which once had raised a sea that raged no more  Like the video films we saw  His name was always Buddy  And he'd shrug and ask to stay  She'd sigh like Twig the Wonder Kid  And turn her face away  She's uncertain if she likes him  But she knows she really loves him  It's a crash course for the ravers  It's a Drive-in Saturday   (repeat chorus)  It's a Drive-in Saturday (repeat)