Lyrics Sins of Saturday Night - Alan Doyle
There's
not
a
bump
in
the
road
As
far
as
I
can
see
Do
you
wanna
slow
down
Or
do
you
wanna
dance
with
me?
There's
no
turning
back,
no
Not
for
pleasure
or
pain
You
can't
hit
the
brakes
on
On
a
runaway
train
So
let
the
walls
come
down
in
this
sleepy
old
town
We're
running
out
of
rules
to
break
It's
a
wicked
old
time
when
the
stars
collide
Heaven's
gonna
have
to
wait
So
come
what
may,
tomorrow
we'll
pay
In
the
cold
Sunday
morning
light
But
that's
a
long,
long
way
from
the
sins
of
Saturday
night
We're
a
world
and
a
half
away
We've
got
nothing
but
time
Hell
to
pay
is
the
last
thing
on
my
mind
So
bring
on
the
burn
The
heat
is
just
right
The
song
is
worth
the
sorrow
And
we're
singing
it
tonight
So
let
the
walls
come
down
in
this
sleepy
old
town
We're
running
out
of
rules
to
break
It's
a
wicked
old
time
when
the
stars
collide
Heaven's
gonna
have
to
wait
So
come
what
may,
tomorrow
we'll
pay
In
the
cold
Sunday
morning
light
But
that's
a
long,
long
way
from
the
sins
of
Saturday
night
There's
not
a
bump
in
the
road
As
far
as
I
can
see
So
let
the
walls
come
down
in
this
sleepy
old
town
We're
running
out
of
rules
to
break
It's
a
wicked
old
time
when
the
stars
collide
Heaven's
gonna
have
to
wait
So
come
what
may,
tomorrow
we'll
pay
In
the
cold
Sunday
morning
light
But
that's
a
long,
long
way
from
the
sins
of
Saturday
night
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