| Well I was born for Saturday night
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| Looking for trouble and ready to fight
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| I was made to be wild and free
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| Where it’s loud and bright, that’s where I’ll be
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| And I might change some day I guess
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| But honky tonkin’s what I do best
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| I can juke all night without taking a breath
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| Get out on the floor, dance myself to death
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| I’m a wild-eyed, certified, bonafide general mess
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| And honky tonkin’s what I do best
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| I never had much luck with society
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| My momma used to say «he don’t belong to me»
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| But deep down I think daddy understood
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| He always made me feel like I was worth some good
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| Sister moved to New York and she’s a big success (I'm so impressed)
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| But honky tonkin’s what I do best
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| I can juke all night without taking a breath
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| Get out on the floor, dance myself to death
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| I’m a wild-eyed, certified, bonafide general mess
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| And honky tonkin’s what I do best
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| Honky tonkin’s what I do best
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| Yeah, I said honky tonkin’s what I do best
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| Honky tonkin’s what I do best |