is it saturday yet?

I’m a product of the nation

My Nintendo’s on the floor

On a permanent vacation

Momma’s banging at my door

Na na na

She’s screaming at me

But I don’t wanna understand

And I go oooooooh

It goes on and on and on

Is it Saturday yet

Cause I wanna get up

Is it Saturday yet

It just feels like a Saturday

Baby

Is it Saturday yet

I just wanna get up

Is it Saturday yet

Cuz it feels like a Saturday

Baby

Is it Saturday

I was raised by the television

Jerry Springer was my dad

And it wouldn’t matter

If Martha Stewart was my mother

And Aaron Carter was my brother

Cuz I’d still be bad

I’m a product of the nation

I’m the last generation

Na na na

They won’t stop screaming

And I don’t think they understand

And I go ooooh

It goes on and on and on

Is it Saturday yet

Cause I wanna get up

Is it Saturday yet

It just feels like a Saturday

Baby

Is it Saturday yet

I just wanna get up

Is it Saturday yet

Cuz it feels like a Saturday

Baby

Is it Saturday

Information overload

Coming through my mind

That I can’t control

In the back of my head

Are the eyes that I see

That has got to be

A side of me

Information overload

Coming through my mind

That I can’t control

In the back of my head

Are the eyes that I see

That has got to be

A side of me

And I go ohhhhh

She’s screaming at me

But I don’t wanna understand

Is it Saturday yet

Cause I wanna get up

Is it Saturday yet

It just feels like a Saturday

Baby

Is it Saturday yet

I just wanna get up

Is it Saturday yet

Cuz it feels like a Saturday

Baby

Is it Saturday

Cause I wanna get up

Is it Saturday yet

It just feels like a Saturday

Cuz it feels like a Saturday

Cuz it feels like a Saturday

Baby

Is it Saturday

I was raised by the television

Jerry Springer was my dad

And it wouldn’t matter

If Martha Stewart was my mother