Saturday night's the night for fun,
but where's the boy that made your make-up run?
The pubs emptied out, you pushed past on the street,
but where was the boy that made your green eyes greet?
Where your knee-high boots and tiny skirt
all for the boy that made your heart hurt?
Did the big hoop earrings and new hair-do above
have little effect on the boy that you love?
Did he turn up late in your favourite place
and throw his last drink right in your face?
Could he tell something's wrong, could he tell you were lying
before he decided there's no point in trying?
Did you make a mistake, give in to your l***
and prove yet again you're not someone to trust?
Did you think about begging, pleading and kneeling?
If so, I think I might know how you're feeling.
but where's the boy that made your make-up run?
The pubs emptied out, you pushed past on the street,
but where was the boy that made your green eyes greet?
Where your knee-high boots and tiny skirt
all for the boy that made your heart hurt?
Did the big hoop earrings and new hair-do above
have little effect on the boy that you love?
Did he turn up late in your favourite place
and throw his last drink right in your face?
Could he tell something's wrong, could he tell you were lying
before he decided there's no point in trying?
Did you make a mistake, give in to your l***
and prove yet again you're not someone to trust?
Did you think about begging, pleading and kneeling?
If so, I think I might know how you're feeling.