C                        C7                      F
All week long we've been looking at horizons and it's hard on the brain
C                            C7                      F
Sometimes I wonder is it the car or the highway that rolls through the rain
     Em                      Am7
This day has no number, this day has no name
         Dm7          Em              Fmaj7   G7
But it's time for the weekend all the same

Chorus:
              C                          C7         Fmaj7
Why don't you put on your Saturday Suit, let's fly away
       Gm7                       Am7          Gm7           C       F
We can find ourselves a little café where the street people come to play
            Gm7          C                 Fmaj7  Eb
And let the wine and the sunshine blow our minds away
Bbmaj7           Gm7  C
Saturday Suit me fine...today

All week long we've been sitting on our islands looking within
Sometimes I know it must seem like we'll never be happy again
Put on your makeup and I'll shine my shoes
I know that it's Monday, but I'm bored with the blues