The day groans out The day groans out like a tired old song, You stare at the clock, every minute feels long It’s Friday, it’s close to the best day of the week, You let out a yawn when the final bell rings Your peers start to scramble, you follow the crowd, Your sneakers hit the pavement, heart beating loud It’s almost here, your favorite day, Nothing else matters—it’s almost Saturday! It’s time for Saturday Morning Cartoons! Turn on the TV, grab a snack, Flip the channel to your favorite show, Laugh and giggle, let the good times flow Cheer for your hero, boo the bad guys, It’s the best day of your life—no surprise! It’s time for Saturday Morning Cartoons! You rush back home, completely out of breath, Your mom only smiles and says, "Catch your breath" Huff puff, huff puff, your heart’s racing fast, You point at the door, hoping this lasts Your friend sways nervous, but your mom gives a nod, You both squeal loud—best news from God Up the stairs you both fly in a blur, Pack your bag, kiss Mom’s cheek, and out the door you slur! It’s time for Saturday Morning Cartoons! Turn on the TV, grab a snack, Flip the channel to your favorite show, Laugh and giggle, let the good times flow Cheer for your hero, boo the bad guys, It’s the best day of your life—no surprise! It’s time for Saturday Morning Cartoons! Her mom tucks you both in, wishes sweet dreams, You giggle with your friend, bursting at the seams There’s no way to sleep, not tonight, no how, Tomorrow is almost here, just sleep for now With heavy-lidded eyes, you cuddle up tight, Saturday is just a sunrise away tonight It’s time for Saturday Morning Cartoons! Turn on the TV, grab a snack, Flip the channel to your favorite show, Laugh and giggle, let the good times flow Cheer for your hero, boo the bad guys, It’s the best day of your life—no surprise! It’s time for Saturday Morning Cartoons! With a yawn you wake up, sunlight in your eyes, You shake your friend awake—no time for goodbyes She drags you out of bed and down the stairs so fast, Throws the remote to the couch as she runs past The TV blinks on, cartoons fill the screen, Your friend comes back with cereal and juice, living the dream "Best day ever!" you both shout out loud, Saturday morning-you're part of the crowd!
