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The Dead South

Saturday Night

 

Saturday Night

(album: Easy Listening For Jerks, Pt. 2 - 2022)


Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
There's 52 ways to murder anyone
One and two are the same and they both work as well
I'm coming clean for Amy
Julie doesn't scream as well and the cops won't listen all night

And so maybe, maybe I'll be over
Just as soon as I fill 'em all in
And I can remember when I saw her last
We were running all around and having a blast

But the back seat of the drive-in is so lonely without you
I know you're home
I was thinking about you
There was something I forgot to say
I was crying on Saturday night

I was cruising without you
They were playing our song
I was crying on Saturday night

But the back seat of the drive-in is so lonely without you
I know you're home
I was thinking about you
There was something I forgot to say
I was crying on Saturday night

I was cruising without you
They were playing our song
I was crying on Saturday night

As the moon becomes the nighttime
You go viciously, quietly, away
I'm sitting in the bedroom
Where we used to sit and smoke cigarettes
Now I'm watching, watching you die
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

I can remember when I saw her last
Woah
We were running all around and having a blast
Woah

But the back seat of the drive-in is so lonely without you
I know when you're home
I was thinking about you
There was something I forgot to say
I was crying on Saturday night

I was out cruising without you
They were playing our song
I was crying on a Saturday night

I was crying on a Saturday night
I was crying on a Saturday night
I was crying, oh I was crying on a Saturday night
Ohhh

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