[Verse 1]
Woke up with gravel in my boots,
Truck’s in a ditch and my shirt says “I love moose.”
Somebody drew a mustache on my face,
And there’s glitter in places it shouldn’t be placed.
There’s a goat in the kitchen, a bra on the fan,
A tattoo on my leg that says “Tammy for Stan.”
Phone says I Venmo’d a marching band,
And the group text just says: “Bro… you still banned?”
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[Chorus]
🎶 I don’t remember Saturday, but Saturday remembers me
There’s a dent in the bar and a boot in a tree
My liver’s still cryin’ and the neighbors agree
That I made some new enemies (and friends, probably)
So if I kissed your sister or wrecked your bouquet—
My bad… I don’t remember Saturday. 🎶
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[Verse 2]
They said I climbed on the jukebox twice,
Yelled “Yeehaw, baby!” and proposed to the ice.
I played beer pong with a state trooper’s wife,
And crowd-surfed out of Applebee’s by nine.
There’s a TikTok of me line dancin’ in flames,
Rode a lawnmower through a pet parade.
Now my ex just texted, “You still insane?”
And I replied with a smiley and the goat’s name. 🐐
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[Chorus 2]
🎶 I don’t remember Saturday, but the bruises tell the tale
Got kicked outta church and banned from the Shell
Sang Garth in the street with a traffic cone mic
While a guy named Steve tried to start a fight
So if I owe you beer or a heartfelt bouquet—
I’m sorry… I don’t remember Saturday 🎶
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[Bridge – Slow it down, almost poetic… then BAM]
But somewhere between that shot of Fireball
And yelling “Mericaaaa!” off the mall
I found freedom… and maybe a misdemeanor…
(But that’s for Monday me to figure out, y’all.)
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[Final Chorus – All the boys singing along now]
🎶 I don’t remember Saturday, but Saturday damn sure knew
That when the beer flows free and the truth shines through
You might lose a fight, a shoe, or your pride
But you’ll gain a story ‘til the day you die
So if I showed my ass or got carried away—
Hell yeah… I don’t remember Saturday 🎶
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[Outro – Fadeout with rowdy ad-libs]
“Turn it up, boys! Wait—whose goat is that?”
“Dibs on the traffic cone!”
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