Saturday night & I’m sitting pretty
In my sanctuary in the city
A day of indulgence: food, drink & rest
Tomorrow I should be at my best
A quiet weekend by all accounts
With happiness in small amounts
To be perfectly honest, I’d rather be out
Braving the cold & having fun, no doubt.
A cocktail or 3 & hit the tiles
Soaking up the vibes, surrounded by smiles
Instead I’m holed up in my room
To bed with me to escape pervading gloom.
