Текст песни Saturday Night Me - Elvie Shane

I can be a Wild West dust wind blowing through the weekend
Get a little hell-bent, going off the deep end
Baby, you're a godsend when you calm the storm
A rowdy out-all-nighter, running through the fire
Gas in a shot glass, sparking up a lighter
But you fight through the flames and love me more
Girl, your angels and my demons, they just seem to get along
We found something to believe in where my darkness meets your dawn
Thank God your stained glass and my neon go together like they do
When Saturday night me runs into Sunday morning you
You dig your heels in deep when you stand your ground
You can take the heat, girl, you don't back down
You could snatch my soul right out the devil's hands
Girl, your angels and my demons, they just seem to get along
We found something to believe in where my darkness meets your dawn
Thank God your stained glass and my neon go together like they do
When Saturday night me runs into Sunday morning you, yeah
Singing, "Oh, I find my peace somewhere in the space between
Saturday night me and Sunday morning you"
Singing, "Oh, I find my peace somewhere in the space between
Saturday night me and Sunday morning you"
Yeah, your angels and my demons, they just seem to get along
We found something to believe in where my darkness meets your dawn
Thank God your stained glass and my neon go together like they do
When Saturday night me runs into Sunday morning you
Yeah, when Saturday night me runs into Sunday morning you
Yeah, Saturday night me runs into Sunday morning you