paroles de chanson Saturday Night - (Big Band Version) - Herman Brood

Beautiful soul music jumps out of the jukebox
And chicks hanging 'round, dressed to kill
Surrounded by the boys, like bees on the honey
And some doing, some don't
Some never will
It was a freezing night
Stood on the corner
As a men passed by, asked us
What we do and what we need
Pointing his finger to the wrong side of the street
Doing nothing, just hanging 'round
'What do you mean boy, '
We're doing nothing boy, hanging out
His head all busted, looking just a little too

I just can't wait, baby
I just can't wait
For Saturday night
Saturday night
Saturday night
Saturday night
I just can't wait, babe
I just can't wait

The neon lights, the 'Open all night'
The just in time replaced by the fantastic appearance
Of a new day, while
Melanchonic Reno was crawling on his back in the doorway
The beautiful soul music jumps out the jukebox
Chicks dressed to kill
Some do, some never will

Saturday night