It’s a Saturday night at the world
I am thinking about a girl
And how useless to search it becomes
When you find all the answers in one.
Come Saturday morning, I’m goin’ away with my friend
We’ll Saturday-spend till the end of the day, just I and my friend
We’ll travel for miles in our Saturday smiles and then we’ll move on
But we will remember long after Saturday’s gone
Saturday, here in the park,
I think it was the Fourth of July
Another Saturday night and I ain’t got nobody
Thursday and Friday take too long
Before I know it, Saturday’s gone
But it’s Sunday now and you can bet that I’m alright
It’s just another manic Monday
Wish it were Sunday
'Cause that’s my fun day
And she’ll have fun, fun, fun till her daddy takes the T-Bird away
While riding in my Cadillac
What to my surprise
A little Nash Rambler was following me
About one third my size
As I was motivatin’ over the hill
I saw Maybelline in a Coup de Ville
A Cadillac arollin’ on the open road
Nothin’ will outrun my V8 Ford
The Cadillac doin’ about ninety five
She’s bumper to bumper, rollin’ side to side
My Maserati does 185
I lost my license, now I don’t drive
Going down the Highway, He’s in front of you.
The speed limit is 50, He’s going 22.
He wont’ let you pass him, He won’t let you by
You curse him he can’t hear you, You wish that he would die.
He’s Snailman!! (Snailman)
She’s real fine, my 409.
Well it was kind of cold that night,
She stood alone on her balcony
Yeah, she could hear the cars roll by,
Out on 441 like waves crashin’ on the beach
I jump in my rod about a quarter to nine
I gotta make a date with that chick of mine
I cross the center line man you gotta make time-
Transfusion, transfusion
My blood runs cold, my memory has just been sold
My angel is a centerfold, angel is a centerfold
Tower in the night, up to the sky
Carry our remains, Angel of Light
To the dark side of Paradise
Though it’s cold and lonely in the deep dark night
I can see paradise by the dashboard light
Well, I don’t care if it rains or freezes,
Long as I have my plastic Jesus
Riding on the dashboard of my car
My hair like Jesus wore it
Hallelujah I adore it
Hallelujah Mary loved her son
Why don’t my mother love me?
Jesus, I don’t want to be a candidate
For Vietnam or Watergate
All I wanna do is bicycle.