Lyrics Saturday Nights - American Aquarium
We've
got
part
time
jobs
and
full
time
addictions
Talking
'bout
God
and
his
best
works
of
fiction
A
Pabst
Blue
Ribbon
in
a
can,
kind
of
Saturday
night
See
this
girl
walks
in
with
her
high
heeled
shoes
Short
little
skirt
and
her
daddy
issues
Orders
a
drink
and
waits
for
me
to
take
her
home
She
ain't
looking
for
love,
she's
just
scared
to
death
of
being
alone
So
come
on,
baby,
let's
burn
it
down
Strike
a
match,
sit
back
and
watch
the
whole
thing
come
tumbling
down
Follow
me,
I
can
see
it's
what
you
want
to
do
'Cause
tonight
you're
wanting
from
me
what
I
want
from
you
Bars
filling
up
with
the
jean
jacket
hipsters
American
Spirits
and
the
house
brown
liquor
They
may
drink
cheap
because
it
costs
a
lot
to
look
so
cool
You
see
I'm
the
kind
of
boy
your
momma
warned
you
about
Only
thing
I
do
well
is
running
my
mouth
It's
getting
kinda
late
and
these
bands
all
sound
the
same
So
finish
your
drink
babe,
'fore
I
forget
your
name
So
come
on,
baby,
let's
burn
it
down
Strike
a
match,
sit
back
and
watch
the
whole
thing
come
tumbling
down
Follow
me,
I
see
it's
what
you
want
to
do
'Cause
tonight
you're
wanting
from
me
what
I
want
from
you
I
said
you're
wanting
from
me
just
what
I
want
from
you
And
if
you
give
it
to
me,
baby,
I'm
gonna
give
it
to
you
I'm
gonna
give
it
to
you,
baby,
I'm
gonna
give
it
to
you
So
won't
you
give
it
me,
darling,
before
I
give
it
to
you?
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