| We’ve got part time jobs and full time addictions
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| Talking about God and his best works of fiction
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| A Pabst Blue Ribbon in a can kind of Saturday night
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| See this girl walks in with her high heeled shoes
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| Short little skirt and her daddy issues
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| Orders a drink and waits for me to take her home
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| She ain’t looking for love, she’s just scared to death of being alone
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| So come on baby, let’s burn it down
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| Strike a match, sit back
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| And watch the whole thing come tumbling down
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| Follow me, I can see it’s what you want to do
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| 'Cause tonight you’re wanting from me what I want from you
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| Bars filling up with the jean jacket hipsters
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| American Spirits and the house brown liqour
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| They may drink cheap because it costs a lot to look so cool
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| You see I’m the kind of boy your momma warned you about
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| Only thing I do well is running my mouth
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| It’s getting kinda late and these bands all sound the same
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| So finish your drink babe, before I forget your name
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| So come on baby, let’s burn it down
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| Strike a match, sit back
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| And watch the whole thing come tumbling down
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| Follow me, I see it’s what you want to do
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| 'Cause tonight you’re wanting from me what I want from you
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| I said you’re wanting from me, just what I want from you
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| And if you give it to me, baby, I’m gonna give it to you
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| I’m gonna give it to you, baby
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| I’m gonna give it to you
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| So won’t you give it me, darling
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| Before I give it to you |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Saturday Nights , by - American Aquarium. Song from the album Burn.Flicker.Die, in the genre Иностранный рок