Let's Kill Saturday Night Lyrics - Singles - Pinmonkey

Every dollar I make is a buck I owe 

And a forty hour week leaves ten to blow 

But every game in this town is just a nickel and dime 

And when the sun goes down, it feels like the last time 

Down on the main drag we ride, the engine's open 

If there's a fire inside, that's the one thing goin' 

I've got the Mustang loaded, I've got a wrong to right 

I got a little red bullet, let's kill Saturday night 

Knock it out of its misery nail that coffin tight 

High livin', that's history, let's kill Saturday night 

Well, the little man's lot is a prince's life 

A prince with the lousy job; a prince with a workin' wife 

Something in the big frame moved, it never was so hard 

To keep a twenty-inch tube and a fenced in yard 

Give me one night with the moon high and the radio poundin' 

And brother this town is gonna go down kickin' and shoutin' 

I've got the Mustang loaded, I've got a wrong to right 

I got a little red bullet, let's kill Saturday night 

Knock it out of its misery, nail that coffin tight 

High livin', that's history, let's kill Saturday night, hey 

I got the Mustang loaded, I've got a wrong to right 

I got a little red bullet, let's kill Saturday night 

Knock it out of its misery, nail that coffin tight 

High livin', that's history, let's kill Saturday night 

Let's kill Saturday night