I’m dying for a pint I cannot wait til Saturday Its been a hundred days or so, Without the heaving crowd And the amber nectar glow. I cannot wait til Saturday To see my mates again And all that noisy banter Among those so-called friends. I cannot wait til Saturday I’ve been locked down don’t you see My freedom and a well-earned drink Is my simple little plea. I cannot wait til Saturday You don’t need to push or hurry All civilized table service now And we can still go for a curry. I cannot wait til Saturday Social distance is my middle name I promise I’ll be careful I know it’s not a game. I cannot wait til Saturday Look I’ve only had a few And I can tell you categorically That you haven’t got a clue. I cannot wait til Saturday I’m itching for a fight Just need some drink inside me To convince me that I’m right.   I cannot wait til Saturday I’m sure I’ll be OK I’ve managed work and shopping So I’ll risk it anyway. I cann