When all you dreams come true

The dice roll out for you

And what you say is true

Everyone agrees



When all your nights are days

And all you hear is praise

And you can get away

With anything you chose



That's my sell-date, sell by

Saturday

That's my sell-date, Sat Sat

Saturday night



When all your words are cruel

You treat me like a fool

I won't be there for you

To soak up all the blame



That's my sell-date, sell by

Saturday

That's my sell-date, Sat Sat

Saturday night



You keep on rocking me

You keep on knocking me down

You keep on rocking me



That's my sell-date, sell by

Saturday

That's my sell-date, Sat Sat

Saturday night