Текст песни Saturday Night Special - Michael Monroe

I woke up on a sidewalk in the sunday rain
Still holdin' on that smokin' gun, I felt I crushed my brain
Then came that old epiphany, nothing too profound
That Saturday Night Special, she'll put me in the ground
I didn't wanna go that way, I got too much to do
And then I met a trouble girl who helped to pull me through
I opened up her glove box, I got scared of what I found
That saturday night special, she'll put me in the ground
Come along, come along, i'm feeling so alone
All nights I hurt myself on and on and on
Me and all my fiendish friends, going out on the town
Just can't seem to help myself and put that bastard down
I gotta put that bastard down
Well it hit me hard in my head when I started to come 'round
That Saturday night special, she'll put you in the ground