saturday morning confusion

---

Here they come, warming up

I hear the pitter patter of little

People on the living room rug

Woe is me, there goes the tv

Now it's Popeye and Bluto

Batman and Bozo

Don't spill the corn flakes

They'll break at lunch break

Home from the office

Why did I stop to

Have a beer with the boys

Now my head's 'bout to pop

It's a Saturday morning confusion

If you think you can sleep, it's illusion

Cause you'll probably get a rude

Intrusion from Harry the dog

Harry the dog is as big as can be

And Harry the dog had puppies last week

We couldn't tell if it's a he

Or a she, now we know

It's a Saturday morning confusion

If I could just get to the bathroom

And get a cold rag and an aspirin

To help how I feel

But here come the twins

And they're screaming at me

What is the deal and turn off the tv

Go ask your mother and quietly

Your daddy is I'll

There he is, cousin Jack

You got the leaf rake too

Keep at it till I get it all back

Hanging round my yard

Snooping in my garage

I tolerate I'm because he's my cousin

He's nice to the kids

And Harry just loves him

It's a Saturday morning confusion

And if I could just hide in my attic

'Cause I can hear my wife yelling

Take 'em all to the show

I'll take the whole

Neighborhood to the show

I'll just walk out in back

Where the money tree grows

Grab me a handful

And off to the show we'll go

It's a Saturday morning confusion

And if I could just get a transfusion

Or maybe go hide in the bedroom

Till five o'clock

Let it be known that at five the tv

Is gonna be tuned to the game of the week

And that goes for dogs and twins

And the whole family

It's a Saturday morning confusion

It's a Saturday morning confusion

Day is done

Cousin Jack, in his yard

Cooking steaks on a grill

That I'll never get back

The twins in front of the tv

Harry with his famly

Sis on her date and Mom at the door

Smiles as she surveys the sight

For the first time today

The kingdom is quiet

Lord, let us thank you for Saturdays

And may they remain my friends

Cause I work all week long

To keep strong till they're grown

And next Saturday then

We'll do it again

Here they come, warming up

I hear the pitter patter of little

People on the living room rug

Woe is me, there goes the tv...