Let's Kill Saturday Night Robbie Fulks
Let's Kill Saturday Night - Robbie Fulks
[D]Well a dollar I make
[G]Is a buck I owe
[D]And a 40-hour week
[G]Leaves [A]10 to blow
[D]But every game in this town
[G]Is just a nickel-and-dime
[D]And when the sun goes down
[G]It feels like the [A]last time
[F#m]So down the main drag we [G]ride with the [D]engines open
[F#m]If there's a fire in[G]side, it's the [A]one thing going
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[D]I've got the Mustang loaded
[G]I've got a wrong to right
[D]I've got a little red bullet
[G]Let's kill [A]Saturday [D]night.
[D]Knock it out of its misery
[G]Nail that coffin tight
[D]High living that's history
[G]Let's kill [A]Saturday [D]night.
Well the little man's lot
That?s a prince's life
A prince with a lousy job
A prince with a working wife
Somethin? in the big frame's moved
Oh, it never was so hard
To keep a 20 inch tube
And a fenced-in yard
But give me one night with the moon high and the radio pounding
And, brother, this town's gonna go down kicking and shouting.
Chorus
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