Saturday Morning Confusion - Original Hit Version
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Lyrics of Saturday Morning Confusion - Original Hit Version by Bobby Russell
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 Pluto, 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 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 Saturday morning confusion, and 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, who turned off the TV
Go ask your mother, and quietly, your daddy is ill
There he is, cousin Jack
You got the leaf rake, tool kit, that′s it til I get it all back
Hanging round my yard, snooping in my garage
I tolerate him because he's my cousin
He's nice to the kids, and Harry just loves him
It′s Saturday morning confusion, and if I could just hide in the 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 Saturday morning confusion, and if I could just get a transfusion
Or maybe go hide in the bedroom til 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 Saturday morning confusion, it's 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 family
Sis on her date, mom at the door smiles as she surveys the site
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 til they′re grown
And next Saturday then, we′ll do it again
When 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
Writer(s): Bobby Russell
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