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Thank God it's a Saturday night
Down by the riverside
Cheerleaders in the back of the bed
With them tailgates down
Speakers up and the radio on
Don't matter who's singin' the song
Country music or rock 'n roll
Play all night long

Just raisin' a little hell
And nobody went to jail
Ooh, the stories we can tell

Long legged blonde in the pale moonlight
Probably cause a friendly fight
That's what you get when you hang
With the girls of summer
Big time dreams and small town nights
[St. Junior] saved our lives
Smack dab in the middle
Of a middle American Saturday night

Tammy painted a heart on a sign that says
"Bobby Joe 'til the day I die"
She thinks he's gonna settle down
But she's wrong, wrong, wrong
Cause Bobby Joe's [looking out of the shed]
Riding high [on the old dairy]
And he yells "I ain't coming down till you play my favorite song"

I was on the roof of my car
Playin' my air guitar
Nobody can tell me I wasn't born to be a star

Long legged blonde in the pale moonlight
Probably cause a friendly fight
That's what you get when you hang
With the girls of summer
Big time dreams and small town nights
[St. Junior] saved our lives
Smack dab in the middle
Of a middle American Saturday night

Just raisin' a little hell
And nobody went to jail
Ooh, the stories we can tell

Long legged blonde in the pale moonlight
Probably cause a friendly fight
That's what you get when you hang
With the girls of summer
Big time dreams and small town nights
[St. Junior] saved our lives
Smack dab in the middle
Of a middle American Saturday night

Long legged blonde in the pale moonlight
Probably cause a friendly fight
That's what you get when you hang
With the girls of summer
Big time dreams and small town nights
[St. Junior] saved our lives
Smack dab in the middle
Of a middle American Saturday night

A middle American Saturday night


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