Brock Zeman - Once Upon a Saturday Night Lyrics
Anything can happen under neon lights:Shave your face, comb your hair, new pair of underwear,Slicked back, pay check, fresh pack of cigarettes,Stick with me you’ll see, new boots on my feet,Hair gunk, half drunk feeling like a hundred bucksLike a hundred bucksI’m going downtown and I’m gonna try my luckAnd I ain’t going down till the sun comes up:Barstool, game of pool, try your best to look cool,Jump back, shot of Jack, drug dealing in the back,Dance floor, one more, head’s gonna be sore,Listen honey, here’s some money, another round and keep them comingJust keep them comingThere’s a pretty little waitress running off her feetShe don’t give her number to punks like meShort skirt, loves to flirt, so pretty it hurts,Shaking hips, red lips, only in it for the tips,Nice smile, drive you wild, I wish I wasn’t so shy,I bet she’s gotta boyfriend….I don’t give a damnI don’t give a damnHanging around with them good time friends of mineWhen I run outta money they run outta timeCross-eyed, I’ll buy, just go up and say hiNew keg, rubber legs, baby don’t you make me beg,Wanna dance? No chance, the band butchers Johnny CashHow come every time I’m drunk it seems all the ugly people leave?Where the hell do they go?They’re putting up the chairs I better call me a cabI must’ve forgotten to pay my tabBouncer had a screw loose, covered in tattoos,Threw me out the front door said, don’t come back no moreMy eyes are red, I’m half dead, I called him a meat headCan’t walk, can’t talk I hope my door ain’t locked.I hope it ain’t locked.I couldn’t find the bed, I couldn’t miss the floorWoke up in the morning in all my clothesCrawled into bed, sore head, wishing that I was deadMy mouth was like an ash-tray, slept through SundayDreaming about a waitress, wondering where my money wentThe phone was ringing off the hook, I gotta apologize to:The barman, the bouncer and the cab driver,The waitress, Jesus, I can’t remember who elseI called on the telephone at twenty-five to fourI’m never gonna drink again….till next weekendNot until next weekend.
