I wish that someone would come sit you down And tell you that old classic story about A typical man, didn’t know what he had How he ended up heartbroken sad
She got tired of waiting there by the phone All those “I owe you’s” and dinners alone He wanted her back, but it was too late I wish they’d say
If you don’t give her your Saturday nights And tell her she’s pretty, take her dancing sometimes If you don’t hold her and show her how good love can feel Then somebody will Somebody will Somebody will
A woman just wants to know that you care And tell her you need her, run your hands through her hair Put a light in her eyes and don’t let her go And by now you should know
If you don’t give her your Saturday nights And tell her she’s pretty, take her dancing sometimes If you don’t hold her and show her how good love can feel Then somebody will Somebody will Somebody will