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Albums:

Apollo Saturday Night/Saturday Night At the Uptown (Patti Labelle & the Bluebelles) · Kill Kill Kill (Anti-Flag) · Definition: Kill Kill Kill (My Hero Died Today) · Keane Curate a Night for War Child (Hutchinson, Hutch) · The Ghettos Tryin to Kill Me! (Master P) · Let's Kill Saturday Night (Robbie Fulks) · Let's Kill Saturday Night (Robbie Fulks) · Let's Kill Saturday Night (5 Chinese Brothers) · The Best of Dolores Keane (Dolores Keane) · Best of Keane [Super Deluxe] (Keane) – and 90 other albums »


how long it’s been
I just sent you a picture of me and Rover
Ten emojis, hungover
Baby, I’m lonely

Think George is coming by to help me kill some
you get on to whiskey)
When you get on to whiskey
Let somebody else drive

Started drinkin' on Friday and by Saturday night
They had be blowin'
why you went runnin' from me
I guess, I really should have seen it comin'
I'll always die by my own hand

Ran into your daddy last Saturday night
I had
Out streetwalking on a Saturday night
Looking for the man
Staying out of sight
Trying to find something
To ease my mind
Traffic lights
smoke on a Saturday night
A little messed up, but we’re all alright

Baptist church parkin’ lot, tryin’ not to get caught
Take her home and give her your
[Mannie Fresh talking] Hot in the ass you heards me This a story about the Saturday night This the story of how my shit go You tell yo' shit, I'mma
I fell asleep last Saturday
Underneath polluted skies
I walked alone in those Jersey nights
And I
Saw the board walk start to fall
The empty ness
smoke on a Saturday night
A little messed up, but we’re all alright

Baptist church parkin’ lot, tryin’ not to get caught
Take her home and give her your
I fell asleep last Saturday
Underneath polluted skies
I walked alone on those Jersey nights, and I
Saw the boardwalk start to fall
The emptiness
I've been working all week saving my emotions
For Saturday night when I use my potion
To put on a face, pretty clothes
I'm dressed to kill
It's
wounded men
Five was dead by the time we reached that bloody tent

Gimme some of that Soldier's Joy, you know what I mean
I don't want to hurt no more
to be like Bob Dylan
Until I discovered Moses
Saturday night and I was lying in my bed
The window was open and raindrops
Were bouncing off my head
By: jimmy buffett
1970
Straight-laced leather-faced he rolled
In like he owned the two-bit town
Dollar bills bulging from his bell-bottomed jeans
on the grill
I've got a license to drive, I've got a license to kill
Cruising down main street on a Saturday night
See some small town muscle head out looking
can't make it at the cotton mill

Saturday night you go to Harlan town
You shoot some pool and you fool around
You watch the girls and you drink bootleg
He's workin' nights

I'm into Sunday mornin' sideways, oh Jesus Christ I'm bloody crook,
Havin' a quiet drink Saturday avo, is just like, 
Tryin
the neighbahood hoe
(Put her put her on her knees)
(Gonna take bag on da house)

[DJ Paul]
It was one Saturday night in June never clearly remember
I seen this
afford to roam,
We'll have a shindig here at home
And dance around to the country sounds
Of old flat-top guitar's

On Saturday nights we get some beer
They all gather 'round my teepee
Late at night tryin' to catch a peek at me
In nothin' but my buffalo briefs
I got 'em standin' in line

'Cause I'm
Late at night tryin' to catch a peek
At me in nothin' but my buffalo briefs
I got em standin' in line

I'm an Indian outlaw
Half Cherokee and Choctaw
My
It was Saturday night and I'm feelin kinda sporty
Went to a bar and caught me a 40
Got kinda a high and a...kinda drunk
So I kicked the ass of this
done, I know you're the one
You don't got to worry, no hurry
The night's still young
I'm just looking for some good clean fun
I am looking for one
[Wyclef]
Yo, Mona Lisa, could I get a date on Friday?
And if you're busy, I wouldn't mind taking
Saturday
Round up de posse, Fugee comin' around
the clock, and I can't stop countdown, 
hear the sound see Boogie Brown.. 
(Uptown Saturday night) 125 we arrive so live from New York, 
word life. You know
and loaded with some Stevie and some Hathaway
On a Friday night that made for a Saturday
Real lonely, it's still only one
That make me quiver when her hands

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