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All Revved Up With No Place To Go Lyrics - Bat Out Of Hell - Meat Loaf

I was nothing but a lonely boy 

Looking for something new 

And you were nothing but a lonely girl 

But you were something 

Something like a dream come true. 

I was a varsity tackle and a hell of a block 

When I played my guitar 

I made the canyons rock, but 

Every Saturday Night 

I felt the fever grow 

Do ya know what it's like 

All revved up with no place to go 

Do ya know what it's like 

All revved up with no place to go 

In the middle of a steamy night 

I'm tossing in my sleep 

And in the middle of a red-eyed dream 

I see you coming 

Coming on to give it to me 

I was out on the prowl 

Down by the edge of the track 

And like a son of a jackal 

I'm the leader of the pack, but 

Every Saturday night 

I felt the fever grow 

Do ya know what it's like 

All revved up with no place to go 

Do ya know what it's like 

All revved up with no place to go 

Oh baby I'm a hunter in the dark of the forest 

I've been stalking you and tracking you down 

Cruising up and down the main drag all night long 

We could be standing at the top of the world 

Instead of sinking further down in the mud 

You and me 'round about midnight 

You and me 'round about midnight 

Someone's got to draw first 

draw first 

Someone's got to draw first blood 

Someone's got to draw first blood 

Ooh I got to draw first blood 

Ooh I got to draw first blood 

I was out on the prowl 

Down by the edge of the track 

And like a son of a jackal 

I'm the leader of the pack, but 

Every Saturday night 

I felt the fever grow 

Do ya know what it's like 

All revved up with no place to go 

Do ya know what it's like 

All revved up with no place to go 

I was nothing but a lonely all-American boy 

Looking out for something to do 

And you were nothing but a all-American lonely girl 

But you were something like a dream come true. 

I was a varsity tackle and a hell of a block 

And when I played my guitar 

I made the canyons rock, but 

But every Saturday Night 

I felt the fever grow 

All revved up with no place to go 

All revved up with no place to go 

All revved up with no place to go 

All revved up with no place to go 

All revved up with no place to go 

 

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