Wolfgressive - On Saturday Night

Mama told me a story when I was young
She said there's shadows in the darkness
Even where there is no light
And bad things seem to happen round here
They always seem to happen On Saturday Night

Three boys in an old Chevrolet
Doing 95 over Hiccup Hill
They didn't make it home that night
No No oh oh
She said my son you know they never will

Her words brought a chill to my spine
One I could never seem to shake
But I ignored her warning
No No No oh yes I did
I said no way it could happen to me

A crazy old man leaned up against a tree
He said everyone knows that I ain't right
But you boys need to listen right now to me
I seen bad things here on here on Saturday Night

They dropped me off and I walked into the hill
I hadn't gone far before something wasn't right
The wind came up and I began to shake
There was a shadow in the distance
Then it drifted out of sight

Over the hill there was a familiar sound
Darkness washed over me as I turned around
The pain shot through me and blinded my sight
My friends didn't make it home this Saturday Night

My Momma whispered in my ear
Momma whispered only I could hear
My Momma whispered just to me

She told me don't drive on Saturday Night
She told me don't drive on Saturday Night
Don't drive on Saturday Night

Written by:
Bruce Burgen, Mike Wells

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