Saturday Morning Confusion
(Words and Music by Bobby Russell*)

Here they come, warmin' up I hear the pitter-patter of little people on the livin' room rug Whoa 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 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 'n' 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 screamin' at me What is the deal to turn off the TV? "Go ask your mother and quietly, your daddy is ill"   There he is-Cousin Jack You got the leaf rake, too, keep at it till I get it all back Hangin' round my yard, snoopin' in my garage I tolerate 'im 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 So I couldn't hear my wife yellin' "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 fam'ly 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 OUR FRIENDS!! 'cause I work all week long Be strong till they're grown And next Saturday then, we'll do it again   a- Here they come, warmin' up I hear the pitter-patter of little people on the livin' room rug   FADE Whoa is me! There goes the TV     Transcriber's NOTE: Russell also wrote "Honey", "The Night the Lights Went Out in Georgia", and "Little Green Apples."   Transcribed by Robin Hood

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