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Let's Kill Saturday Night Lyrics Artist(Band):5 Chinese Brothers
A dollar I make is a buck I owe And a forty-hour week leaves ten to blow But every game in this town is nickel-and-dime When the sun goes down it feels like the last time Down the main drag we ride with our engines roaring If there's a fire inside, it's the one thing going I got a Mustang loaded I got a wrong to right I got a little red bullet Let's kill Saturday night Knock it out of its misery Nail that coffin tight High living, it's history Let's kill Saturday night The little man's lot is a prince's life A prince with a lousy job, a prince with a working wife Something in the big frame moved, it never was so hard To keep a twenty-inch tube and a fenced in yard But give me one night with the moon high and the radio pounding And brother, this town's gonna go down kicking and shouting CHORUS If you find some error in Let's Kill Saturday Night Lyrics, would you please submit your corrections to me? Thank You. Review the song Let's Kill Saturday Night The area is only for review, if you want to submit the lyrics or the corrections of the lyrics, please click the link at the end of the lyrics. | | ||||||||||||
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