Saturday, 600 miles
lie between, the two of us
And telephones, they can't replace
Me with you, face to face.

You gotta tell me its [bad word] That you feel the same
I'm so much better when
I say your name
 [bad word] 
Let me be with you tonight
Everything will be just fine
With you tonight

When streetlights kissed, upon your lips
My jealous eyes, saw all of it
Losing sleep, we learned to be
Me with you, you with me
 [bad word] 
You gotta tell me it's [bad word] That you feel the same
I'm so much better when
I say your name