Kevin Costner & Modern West Saturday Night
You and me baby 3 a.m
We got drinks on the table, little money to spend
The boys playing louder than a runaway train
Got the whole place rocking, feeling no pain
Whoa it's Saturday night
Whoa I'm feeling alright
Come a little closer let me hold you tight
Whoa it's Saturday night
I've been working like a devil, tired to the bone
Going home early, waking up alone
Trying to save a dollar to buy a diamond ring
I'll give it to you honey if you'll take it from me
Whoa it's Saturday night
Whoa I'm feeling alright
Come a little closer let me hold you tight
Whoa it's Saturday night
I don't want to go nowhere
I don't want that sun to come up
Baby let's stay right here
Let me fill your cup
Big old yellow moon disappearing down the road
Oh you know I hate to see that sweet thing go
My head's still spinning from the whiskey we had
Funny how the good times go so fast
Whoa it's Saturday night
Whoa I'm feeling alright
Come a little closer let me hold you tight
Whoa it's Saturday night
Whoa it's Saturday night
Whoa I'm feeling alright
Sunday morning's already in sight
Whoa it's Saturday night
Alright, alright
Alright, alright
Alright, alright