Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Fun.
Performer
Steven McDonald
Double Bass
John O'Reilly
Drums
Neel Hammond
Violin
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jack Antonoff
Songwriter
Nate Ruess
Songwriter
Sam Means
Songwriter
Andrew Dost
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Steven McDonald
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
All the pretty girls on a Saturday night
So I call your name, cross my fingers, uncross the others
Hesitate, oh, I don't think straight
With nothing to prove
[Verse 2]
I don't wanna say I'm leaving
I will stay until the weekend
You can take all the things the boxes and rings
[Verse 3]
And get going
'Cause I've been waiting for
All the pretty girls on a Saturday night
Let it be, and come to me with the look in your eyes
Will you break in, take all the words from my mouth?
I wish all the pretty girls were shaking me down
[Verse 4]
So I call you out (I call, out baby)
Just to feel a little bit better about myself
(He does) I do, baby I do (You do)
I do, I do, until their lips start to move
And their friends talk music
I say, "I've never heard the tune"
But I have, I just hate the band
'Cause they remind me of you, oh
[Verse 5]
Every single night ends up the same
I don't say much at all, but I bring up your name
Over and over and over
I think it's striking me out
[Verse 6]
All the pretty girls on a Saturday night
Let it be, and come to me with the look in your eyes
Will you break and take all the words from my mouth?
I wish all the pretty girls were shaking me down
[Verse 7]
But not you
You still wear boots and your hair is too long
And then this one doesn't want to admit she's falling in love
Oh, c'mon, oh c'mon, what's a boy to do
When all the pretty girls can't measure to you?
[Verse 8]
I don't understand your reasons
Please just stay over the weekend
You can't take all those things that define you and me
Everything we've become you're all that I need
Please don't make me face my generation alone
[Verse 9]
All the pretty girls on a Saturday night
Let it be, and come to me with the look in your eyes
Will you break in, take all the words from my mouth?
I wish all the pretty girls were shaking me down
[Verse 10]
But not you
I feel your faith is destroying the world
And then this one never really understood the 80s is over and done
Oh, c'mon, what's a boy to do
When all the pretty girls can't measure to you?
[Verse 11]
All the pretty girls on a Saturday night
All the pretty girls on a Saturday night
All the pretty girls on a Saturday night
All the pretty girls on a Saturday night
Written by: Andrew Dost, Jack Antonoff, Nate Ruess, Sam Means