Lyrics:
black and white
It's a long long way from wrong to right
From Sunday morning to Saturday night
Everybody just wants to get high
Sit and watch
Hello, Baby, I'll be by
to pick you up at eight
Wear that red dress
You know the one you wore
on our first date
Ease into my Chevrolet
I saved up my money to buy my sweetheart some flowers
For Saturday's date and I restlessly counted the hours
And today in the mail I received
Out on the town kicking around feeling bluesy
It's getting late I can't afford to be choosy
Should be home and dry by now
Tried every trick in
There's nothing like a Saturday y'all
Quite like it, a Saturday
Saturday morning I wake up and I'm rising to the sun
I hear sweet music
It's no
what they really want
Drive out to the boondocks
And park down by the creek
And where it's George Strait
Real late dancing cheek to cheek
Ain't
I guess I should've known
By the way you parked your car sideways
That it wouldn't last
See you're the kinda person
That believes in makin' out
for the ravers
It's a Drive-in Saturday
Jung, the foreman, prayed at work
That neither hands nor limbs would burst
It's hard enough to keep
The last that ever she saw him
Carried away by a moonlight shadow
He passed on worried and warning
Carried away by a moonlight shadow
Lost in
unaffected by,
The winter winds here, she'll pretend that
She's somewhere else, so far and clear
About two thousand miles, from here.
Well Peter Patrick
close
You know I'm gone like a cool breeze
Flyin' with my baby last Saturday night
Wasn't no gray cloud floatin' in sight
Big full moon shinin'
on Saturday
He'll hit for town
To have himself a little fun
And when he's stumpin'
On a honky tonk hardwood floor
He's a happy son of a gun.
Well,
on Saturday
I'm weary of their worldview
My credit's not future proof
There's loneliness seeping through
When getting by's getting rude
These holograms serve
the bitch gets back, oh, oh, oh
Eat meat on a Friday, that's all right
Even like steak on a Saturday night
I can bitch the best at your social do's
I
We are, we are, we are
L.A. on a Saturday night in the summer
Sundown and they all come out
Lamborghinis and their rented Hummers
The party's
And I believe that's the way we were supposed to live
I wouldn't trade one single day here in small town USA
Give me a Saturday night, my baby by my
praise
And you can get away
With anything you chose
That's my sell-date, sell by
Saturday
That's my sell-date, Sat Sat
Saturday night
When all your words
to tell me
Why you got someone to keep the kids
That Saturday I was gone
And I ask you to tell me
Why that same Saturday night
It seems you forgot to come
towns out there
But for me there's only one
Where I come from
So if I just won't turn down on a Saturday night
And if I never learn how to back down
Don't know, don't care
Put your middle fingers up in the air
Living by my own rules, no cares
I'm the unofficial mayor
King of Indiana
Peeping out my
Spent Saturday's black and blue
But it was what I love to do
And it was more than just a game
It was my life and it was fun
Another season of my
the bitch gets back, oh, oh, oh
Eat meat on Friday, that's all right
Even like steak on a Saturday night
I can bitch the best at your social do's
I get
the bitch gets back, oh, oh, oh
Eat meat on a Friday, that's all right
Even like steak on a Saturday night
I can bitch the best at your social do's
I
The last that ever she saw him
Carried away by a moonlight shadow
He passed on worried and warning
Carried away by a moonlight shadow
Lost in
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