Well I walk on past the Hüx with one of my weekend looks,
Into the place I know so well,
Into the smoke catch by the door, I've been here many times before,
But there's something funny here but I just can't tell,
But then I look around the room,
Of course, its Saturday and its June,
And though the snow is coming soon,
Its Saturday and its June,
What I like about June, is that she shines so bright,
She got the kind of weather, to really set your heart alight,
She puts a smile on the day, and in the heat of the night,
I can't sleep for the way she makes me toss and turn in delight,
And though there's rain outside my room,
Ist Saturday in June,
And now the snow is coming soon,
I wanna spend a Saturday in June,