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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Meat Loaf
Lead Vocals
Ellen Foley
Background Vocals
Todd Rundgren
Electric Guitar
Roy Bittan
Piano
Edgar Winter
Saxophone
John Wilcox
Drums
Kasim Sulton
Bass Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jim Steinman
Songwriter
Todd Rundgren
Co-Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Todd Rundgren
Producer
Cliff Hodsdon
Assistant Engineer
Ed Sprague
Recording Engineer
Jimmy Iovine
Recording Engineer
John Jansen
Mixing Engineer
Mark Thomas
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I was nothing but a lonely boy, looking for something new
And you were nothing but a lonely girl, but you were something
Something like a dream come true
[Verse 2]
I was a varsity tackle and a hell of a block
When I played my guitar, I made the canyons rock, but
[Verse 3]
Every Saturday night, I felt the fever grow
Do you know what it's like?
All revved up with no place to go
Do you know what it's like?
All revved up with no place to go
[Verse 4]
And in the middle of a steaming night, I'm tossing in my sleep
And in the middle of a red-eyed dream, I see you coming
Coming on to give it to me
[Verse 5]
Well, I was out on the prowl, down by the edge of the track
And like a son of a jackal, I'm a leader of the pack but
[Verse 6]
Every Saturday night, I felt the fever grow
Do you know what it's like?
All revved up with no place to go
Do you know what it's like?
All revved up with no place to go
[Verse 7]
Oh, baby, I'm a hunter in the dark of the forest
I've been stalking you and tracking you down
Cruising up and down the main drag, all night long
[Verse 8]
We could be standing at the top of the world
Instead of sinking further down in the mud
You and me, 'round about midnight
You and me, 'round about midnight
Someone's got to draw first, draw first
Someone's got to draw first blood
Someone's got to draw first blood
Ooh, I got to draw first blood
Ooh, I got to draw first blood
[Verse 9]
Well, I was out on the prowl, down by the edge of the track
And like a son of a jackal, I'm a leader of the pack, but
[Verse 10]
Every Saturday night, I felt the fever grow
Do you know what it's like?
All revved up with no place to go
Do you know what it's like?
All revved up with no place to go
[Verse 11]
Well, I was nothing but a lonely all-American boy
Looking out for something to do
And you were nothing but a lonely all-American girl
But you were something like a dream come true
I was a varsity tackle and a hell of a block
And when I played my guitar, I made the canyons rock
[Verse 12]
But every Saturday night, I felt the fever grow
All revved up with no place to go
[Verse 13]
All revved up with no place to go
All revved up with no place to go
All revved up with no place to go
All revved up with no place to go
Written by: Jim Steinman