Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Single Saturday Night, artist - Cole Swindell.
Date of issue: 21.05.2020
Song language: English
Single Saturday Night |
I was out taking shots |
Throwing down at the spot |
Three sheets, just me and the guys |
Every single Saturday night |
I was killing time, crushing cans |
Trying not to catch a tan |
'Cause I was under them neon lights |
Every single Saturday night, yeah |
Everybody knew they could find me there |
And right out of the blue, right out of nowhere |
Out of nowhere |
Sitting over in the corner, baby, I saw |
Pretty red lips working on a white claw |
Shaking to a little, shook me all night long |
And I thought, man, what a beautiful sight |
Ain’t a morning you don’t wake up in my shirt now |
Even holding hands walking out of church now |
Who’d of thought, baby, looking back that |
That would be my last single Saturday night, yeah |
My last single Saturday night |
And now when I’m out, having a drink or two |
If they see me, well, they see you |
'Cause, girl, I’ve got you by my side |
Every single Saturday night, yeah |
Every now and then the boys tell me they miss me |
Well, but they all get it 'cause they were right there with me |
Yeah, with me, when |
Sitting over in the corner, baby, I saw |
Pretty red lips working on a white claw |
Shaking to a little, shook me all night long |
And I thought, man, what a beautiful sight |
Ain’t a morning you don’t wake up in my shirt now |
Even holding hands walking out of church now |
Who’d of thought, baby, looking back that |
That would be my last single Saturday night |
The last time that I’d buy a drink for a girl I’d never met before |
I wasn’t looking for love when I walked through the door |
But damn if I didn’t find what I wasn’t even looking for |
Sitting over in the corner, baby, I saw |
Pretty red lips working on a white claw |
Shaking to a little, shook me all night long |
And I thought, damn, what a beautiful sight |
Ain’t a morning you don’t wake up in my shirt now |
Look at us even picking out a church now |
Who’d of thought, baby, looking back that |
That would be my last single Saturday night, yeah |
My last single Saturday night |