Young Love & Saturday Nights

He's got a Chevrolet that don't always run And the radio never turns down He's got a pedigree that's no good for nothin' No commas in his bank account But there's a girl At the hole in the wall where he plays Don't take her eyes off the stage She loves his southern drawl from north of Atlanta That Silverado he got parked outside Loves a crankin' '89 Alabama Kissin' for an hour in the parkin' lot light Here's to good girls that can't keep from fallin' For bad boys that their daddies don't like Small towns that keep stayin' small Here's to old trucks, young love and Saturday nights Saturday nights (Na, na, na-na, na, na-na) As long as pawn shops sell beat-up guitars To a kid with some hand-me-down keys As long as leather jackets keep stealin' hearts Like Elvis and Cash and James Dean There'll be a girl At the hole in the wall where he plays Don't take her eyes off the stage She loves his southern drawl from north of Atlanta That Silverado he got parked outside Loves a crankin' '89 Alabama Kissin' for an hour in the parkin' lot light Here's to good girls that can't keep from fallin' For bad boys that their daddies don't like Small towns that keep stayin' small Here's to old trucks, young love and Saturday nights Saturday nights (Na, na, na-na, na, na-na) Tank of gas Some blue eyes and some beer in the back Fallin' way too fast She loves his southern drawl from north of Atlanta That Silverado he got parked outside Loves a crankin' '89 Alabama Kissin' for an hour in the parkin' lot light Here's to good girls that can't keep from fallin' For bad boys that their daddies don't like Small towns that keep stayin' small Here's to old trucks, young love and Saturday nights Saturday nights (Na, na, na-na, na, na-na) Yeah, Saturday nights (Na, na, na-na, na, na-na) Young love and Saturday nights (Na, na, na-na, na, na-na) Fonte: LyricFind