Small Town Saturday Night

There's an Elvis movie on the marquee sign

We've all seen at least three times

Everybody's broke, Bobby's got a buck

Put a dollar's worth of gas in his pickup truck

We're goin' ninety miles an hour down a dead end road

What's the hurry, son, where you gonna go?

We're gonna howl at the moon, shoot out the light

It's a small town Saturday night

It's a small town Saturday night

Lucy's got her lipstick on a little too bright

Bobby's gettin' drunk and lookin' for a fight

Liquor on his breath, trouble on his mind

And Lucy's just a kid along for the ride

Got a six-pack o' beer and a bottle o' wine

Gotta be bad just to have a good time

They're gonna howl at the moon, shoot out the light

It's a small town Saturday night

It's a small town Saturday night

Bobby told Lucy, "The world ain't round

Drops off sharp at the edge of town

Lucy, you know, the world must be flat

'Cause when people leave town, they never come back"

They go ninety miles an hour to the city limits sign

Put the pedal to the medal 'fore they change their mind

They howl at the moon, shoot out the light

It's a small town Saturday night, yeah

Howl at the moon, shoot out the light

Yeah, it's a small town Saturday night

It's a small town Saturday night

It's a small town Saturday night