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nick carter - is it saturday yet lyrics

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haa, oww
(haa, haa)
i’m a product of the nation
(haa, haa)
my nintendo’s on the floor
(aaa, aaa, aaa, aaa, aaa)
on a permanent vacation
(haa, haa)
momma’s bangin’ at my door
naa, naa, naa
she’s screamin’ at me
but i don’t wanna understand
and i go oww
it goes on and on and on

is it sat-rday, yet?
(’cause i wanna get up)
is it sat-rday, yet?
(it just feels like a sat-rday)
(baby)
is it sat-rday, yet?
(i just wanna get up)
is it sat-rday, yet?
(’cause it feels like a sat-rday)
baby, it’s a sat-rday

oww
(haa, haa)
i was raised by the television
(haa, haa)
jerry springer was my dad
and it wouldn’t matter
if martha stewart was my mother
and aaron carter was my brother
’cause i’d still be bad

(haa, haa)
i’m a product of the nation
(haa, haa)
and i’m the last generation
naa, naa, naa
they won’t stop screamin’
and i don’t think they understand
and i go oww
it goes on and on and on

is it sat-rday, yet?
(’cause i wanna get up)
is it sat-rday, yet?
(it just feels like a sat-rday)
(baby)
is it sat-rday, yet?
(i just wanna get up)
is it sat-rday, yet?
’cause it feels like a sat-rday
(baby, it’s a sat-rday)

information overload
comin’ through my mind that i can’t control
in the back of my head are the eyes that i see
that has got to be a side of me
information overload
(comin’ through my mind that i can’t control)
comin’ through my mind that i can’t control
(comin’ through my mind that i can’t control)
comin’ through my mind that i can’t control
(comin’ through my mind)
comin’ through my mind

and i go oww
(naa, naa, naa, she’s screamin’ at me)
(but i don’t wanna understand)

is it sat-rday, yet?
(’cause i wanna get up)
is it sat-rday, yet?
(it just feels like a sat-rday)
(baby)
is it sat-rday, yet?
(i just wanna get up)
is it sat-rday, yet?
’cause it feels like a sat-rday
(baby)

is it sat-rday, yet?
(’cause i wanna get up)
is it sat-rday, yet?
(it just feels like a sat-rday)
(’cause it feels like a sat-rday)
(it just feels like a sat-rday)

baby, it’s a sat-rday
(haa, haa)
i was raised by the television
(haa, haa)
jerry springer is my brother
and my mother’s cousin, was it?
the uncle of my sister’s



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