Cause nobody's sad on a Saturday Saturday night. Winner's and loser's we got each other The world looks better in neon lights Some Johnny Cougar, some southern comfort It goes whoa whoa here we go rock&roll rodeo The world looks better in neon lights Working all

Somewhere with you Laughing loud on a carnival ride, yeah Driving around on a Saturday Saturday night You made fun of me for singing my song Got a hotel room just to turn you on You said pick me up at three a.m. You're fighting with your mom again I can go out

Life is short, make it sweet 'Cause I'm stuck on you, you're stuck on me I never gotta wonder where my honey be I ain't savin' all my sugar for a Saturday Saturday night Seven days a week I got an appetite The sunsets like a tangerine Let's find a road we've

Oh, it's Saturday Saturday night, yeah Oh oh oh oh oh Mama, can I get another amen? I pray for the wicked on the weekend Swear to God, I ain't ever gonna repent If I had one more day to wish If I had one more day Been traveling in packs that I can't carry anymore

Honey I'm tougher than the rest Well It's Saturday 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

All the pretty girls on a Saturday Saturday night Let it be, and come to me with the look in your eyes Well you break and take all the words from my mouth I wish all the pretty girls were shakin' me down But not you, When all the pretty girls can't measure to you

Oh oh, oh oh, oh I'm a nineties baby In my eighties Mercedes Feel like a hard-to-get starlet when I'm driving Got them Ray-Ban shades pretty in pink Call me old school but hey It's Saturday Saturday night, about time to go Got my white leather jacket and a neon

Jack in my coke’s got me dizzy dizzy Radio rockin' with maybe Freddy daddy Oh oh it’s the Saturday 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

I want a Sunday Kind of Love. A love to last, past Saturday Saturday night. And I'd like to know it's more than love at first sight. And I want a, a love that's on the square. Can't seem to find somebody, someone to care. And I'm on a lonely road that leads to

(Saturday Saturday night) High an' dry Don't need a reason, reason to be cool I got my whiskey, I got my wine Saturday, I feel right I've been drinkin' all day Yes I got a date, a midnight ride