Whoa-oh-oh-oh Funny how a melody sounds like a memory Like a soundtrack to a July Saturday night Springsteen To this day when I hear that song I see you standin' there all night long Discount shades, store bought tan Flip flops and cut-off jeans

Whoa-oh-oh-oh Funny how a melody sounds like a memory Like a soundtrack to a July Saturday night Springsteen To this day when I hear that song I see you standin' there all night long Discount shades, store bought tan Flip flops and cut-off jeans

I'm in a trance Hey baby tell me can't you hear me calling I want to try to stop this life I take too much in the Saturday night I wake up in the morning And the sun begins to shine The day did sneak up on the night I see your face and I see myself

Honey I'm tougher than the rest Well It's Saturday night You're all dressed up in blue I been watching you awhile Maybe you been watching me too So somebody ran out Left somebody's heart in a mess Well if you're looking for love Some girls they want a

It’s Saturday night And the city never sleeps I got a clean t-shirt and a shot of cologne We’re way too young to be sitting at home on Baby why shouldn't we It’s been a long week

I'm on Easy, Easy Street......... Saturday night at the corner cafe, Had me some drinks and I'm feelin my way, Moon's on the rise and it looks like a night for romance......... Shufflin down past the local hotel, Doin the rounds like I'm under a spell,

Jack in my coke’s got me dizzy dizzy Radio rockin' with maybe Freddy daddy Oh oh it’s the Saturday night She shake it so sweet you got me on a sugar high And I don’t know if it’s you or the whiskey That’s got me feeling all tipsy tipsy I can feel myself

Sing a song about the Heartland When you hear twin fiddles and a steel guitar You're listenin' to the sound of the American heart And opry music on a Saturday night Brings a smile to your face and a tear to your eye The only place I feel at home Sing

It’s Saturday night And the city never sleeps I got a clean t-shirt and a shot of cologne We’re way too young to be sitting at home on Baby why shouldn't we It’s been a long week

And I feel alive. Now all the barlights are blinking in time To Mexican music, it's taunting the pavement Never in all of my life Have I seen eyes as empty as these streets of my city On a Saturday night, All the green of your eyes says "Go, leave it all