Letras
There's an Elvis movie on the marquee sign
We've all seen at least three times
Everybody's broke but Bobby's got a buck
To put a dollar's worth of gas in his pickup truck
We're going ninety miles an hour down a dead end road
What's the hurry son, where you gonna go?
We're gonna howl at the moon, shoot out the light
It's a small town Saturday night
It's a small town Saturday night
Lucy's got her lipstick on a little too bright
Bobby's getting drunk and looking for a fight
Liquor on his breath and trouble on his mind
Lucy's just a kid along for the ride
They got a six pack of beer and a bottle of wine
Gotta be bad just to have a good time
We're gonna howl at the moon, shoot out the light
It's a small town Saturday night
It's a small town Saturday night
Bobby told Lucy the world ain't round
It drops off sharp at the edge of town
Lucy knows the world must be flat
'Cause when people leave town they never come back
They go ninety miles an hour to the city limits sign
Put the pedal to the metal 'fore they change their mind
Yeah, howl at the moon, shoot out the light
It's a small town Saturday night
Howl at the moon, shoot out the light
It's a small town Saturday night
It's a small town Saturday night
It's a small town Saturday night