Every time we lie girl we're losing So why should we spend Saturday night alone, When I can call you on the phone, pick you up Make it up as we go along Pull and all nighter chasing that desire Sparks flying in her eyes like lighters (like lighters) Girl

Tear it loose, tear it loose Gonna tear it, gonna tear it loose Blast my way into the night Gonna shout it from the roof I'm gonna live my dream, shout and scream! There ain't no way I'm gonna wait for Saturday Night I worked all day, I slaved away, I

I want a Sunday Kind of Love. A love to last, past 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

It's a French kiss, Italian ice Spanish moss in the moonlight Just another American Saturday night Although usually it washes up on our shores She's got Brazilian leather boots on the pedal of her German car Listen to the Beatles singin' 'Back in the

Not on Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Friday, Saturday Sunday, but on Thursday, Thursday You are thirsty oh, on Thursday, baby Get ready, oh, on Thursday Just wait on Thursday, baby Only Thursday Girl, get beautiful

It's chain lightnin', too hot to fight Hot on the heels of a Saturday night Chain lightnin', out of control Straight to the heart and down to your soul Chain lightnin', heavens above Another day older, still searching for love Chain lightnin, too hot to

Ain't no whiskey strong enough to make things right I'm just getting over another sober Saturday night No, I'm not hungover it's true, but I'm still not over you All messed up, all strung out, I was sitting at home breaking down I'm not out there getting

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

Do you love me? Saturday comes slow Or is there nothing there? Lost in the magic From the last time This town turning My rose to desire In the limestone caves In the south west lands

Every time we lie girl we're losing So why should we spend Saturday night alone, When I can call you on the phone, pick you up Make it up as we go along Pull and all nighter chasing that desire Sparks flying in her eyes like lighters (like lighters) Girl