Mr. Saturday Night Songtext
von Nicki Bluhm and The Gramblers

You′re everybody's Saturday night
Smoking, drinking Maker′s 'til the morning light
You ain't real picky ′bout the company
Just an open ear and a dusty knee
And you′ll be Mr. Saturday night

George Davies drives his girl to work
Drops her at the diner in his sweaty work shirt
It's Monday night with nothing to do
So here he is on your front stoop
Cause you′ll be his Saturday night

Oh it's Wednesday and old Willy came ′round
Traveled in from out of town
You're dear old friends, it′s been too long
You and Willy gotta tie one on
And you'll be his Saturday night


You're everybody′s Saturday night
Smoking, drinking Maker′s 'til the morning light
You ain′t real picky 'bout the company
Just an open ear and a dusty knee
And you′ll be Mr. Saturday night

Mr. Saturday night (Mr. Saturday night)
Mr. Saturday night (Mr. Saturday night)
Mr. Saturday night (Mr. Saturday night)

Saturday finally rolls around
I got a manicure and a dinner gown
You're on the fence, say, "it′s been a long week"
Gonna crack a Cola and put up my feet
Well there goes, my Saturday night

You're everybody's Saturday night
Smoking, drinking Maker′s ′til the morning light
You ain't real picky ′bout the company
Just an open ear and a dusty knee
And you'll be Mr. Saturday night

Mr. Saturday night (Mr. Saturday night)
Mr. Saturday night (Mr. Saturday night)
Mr. Saturday night (Mr. Saturday night)
You′re Mr Saturday night (Mr. Saturday night)
Mr. Saturday night (Mr. Saturday night)
Mr. Saturday night (Mr. Saturday night)


Darn it all, I was really looking forward to that
Guess I'm going out with the girls