Get Down Saturday Night - Oliver Cheatham

Get down, it's Saturday night Saturday night, Saturday night Get down, it's Saturday night Saturday night, Saturday night Saturday morning, Friday's enemy Housework is calling, but where to begin Kids are out of school, trying to find a friend Everybody's busy, can't wait for the night to begin You work all week long, You work your fingers to the bone Fridays' enemy, I can't wait for Saturday to begin Gonna have myself some fun, fun, fun, fun (Get down it's Saturday night, gonna be alright) Make love until the morning come Make love until the morning come I love to party, everybody does You can't wait for the weekend no, no See what you get into But you've got to get down, down, down, down Even if you stay at home Make love and listen to the music You've got to let yourself go, go, go, go, go, girl You work all week long You work your fingers to the bone Fridays' enemy, yeah, I can't wait for Saturday to begin Gonna have myself some fun, fun, fun, fun (Get down it's Saturday night, gonna be alright) Make love until the morning come Make love until the morning come In New York, in Detroit Yeah, yeah In New York, in Detroit Even in LA I can't wait for Saturday to begin I can't wait for Saturday to begin I can't wait for Saturday to begin I can't wait for Saturday to begin You work all week long You work your fingers to the bone Fridays' enemy, I can't wait for Saturday to begin Gonna have myself some fun, fun, fun, fun (Get down it's Saturday night, gonna be alright) Make love until the morning come Make love until the morning come Some like the party, some like the dance Some like to make romance Some like to smoke, some like to joke Some like to drink, some like to think Some is on the blink Me, my baby and me, yeah You work all week long You work the fingers to the bone Fridays' enemy, I can't wait for Saturday to begin Get down, get down, get down and spend the night

Saturday morning Friday's enemy Housework is calling But where to begin Kids are out of school Trying to find a friend Everybody's busy Can't wait for the night to begin Get down Saturday night Saturday night Saturday night Get down Saturday night Saturday night Saturday night Get down Saturday night (Get down) (Saturday night, Saturday night) (Get down) (Saturday night, Saturday night) I like to party, everybody does You can't wait for the weekend no, no See what you get into But you gotta get down, down, down Even if you say you don't Make love and listen to the music You've got to let yourself go, go, go Get down Saturday night Saturday night Saturday night Get down Saturday night Saturday night Saturday night Get down Saturday night (Get down) (Saturday night, Saturday night) (Get down)

Saturday night is the loneliest night in the week 'Cause that's the night that my sweetie and I Used to dance cheek to cheek I don't mind Sunday night at all 'Cause that's the night friends come to call And Monday to Friday go fast And another week is past But Saturday night is the loneliest night in the week I sing the song that I sang for the memories I usually seek Until I hear you at the door Until you're in my arms once more Saturday night is the loneliest night of the week Saturday night is the loneliest night in the week I sing the song that I sang for the memories I usually seek Until I hear you at that door Until you're in my arms once more Saturday night is the loneliest night of the week Until I hear you at the door Until you're in my arms once more Saturday night is the loneliest night of the week

Man, these boys think they got me, ha-ha You ain't got shit son I'm the Lane Frost of this shit So bring ya ass on then (Hell yeah!) I'm on my country boy shit, hillbilly like it's Beverly Cherry red Chevy, lift kit about a couple feet Roots in my boots and I ain't gotta prove shit Follow me down to my woods boy and hop off in these sticks We got clips, we got guns Drive them tires off in this mud I'm from backwoods Cheatham County boy Them three words say it all Droppin' bucks, makin' dollars Small town man, down from the holla Middle finger to the world 'cause America's my daughter We got clips, we got guns Drive them tires off in this mud I'm from backwoods Cheatham County Boy them three words say it all Droppin' bucks, makin' dollars Small town man, down from the holla Middle finger to the world 'cause America's my daughter When I started from the bottom, now ya honky got a buzz on Pabst Blue Ribbon, crankin' up a thumpin' country song Tailgatin', drinkin' beer, rollin' up that greenery Shootin' at the ducks while they passin' by my scenery I came up from nothin' now my face in more than 50 states Pedal to the metal, I ain't even go and tap the brakes And I ain't from the city, I'm from hollers, rivers, creeks, and lakes Redneck as it gets 'cause this boy ain't time to go and fake it Woo! Now let me pop that clutch Ain't your man with a plan though that always crunch I'm that motherfuckin' Hoss now with zero trust Rollin' through your damn city in this bucket of rust (Hell yeah!) We got clips, we got guns Drive them tires off in this mud I'm from backwoods Cheatham County boy Them three words say it all Droppin' bucks, makin' dollars Small town man, down from the holla Middle finger to the world 'cause America's my daughter We got clips, we got guns Drive them tires off in this mud I'm from backwoods Cheatham County Boy them three words say it all Droppin' bucks, makin' dollars Small town man, down from the holla Middle finger to the world 'cause America's my daughter Nashville born, small hick town raised On the edge of Music Row, corn field, wind sways Ford, Dodge, Chevrolet, rust bucket, still blaze Everything gets dirty tryna pave that way I ain't never had a hand out, never had a pick me up Budweiser beer bottles breakin' in my pickup truck Chip on my shoulder, rockin' me a heavy farmers tan Honeys treat me lovely 'cause I'm popular on Instagram Haters say I'm fakin' shit, say I'm not famous, barely lit When I didn't have the management to make sure that I'm well equipped So fingers up and shots on me famous and I'm 23 Self-made son, country boy from middle Tennessee We got clips, we got guns Drive them tires off in this mud I'm from backwoods Cheatham County boy Them three words say it all Droppin' bucks, makin' dollars Small town man, down from the holla Middle finger to the world 'cause America's my daughter We got clips, we got guns Drive them tires off in this mud I'm from backwoods Cheatham County Boy them three words say it all Droppin' bucks, makin' dollars Small town man, down from the holla Middle finger to the world 'cause America's my daughter (Hell yeah!)

Ain't no sunshine when she's gone It's not warm when she's away Ain't no sunshine when she's gone And she's always gone too long Anytime she goes away Wonder this time where she's gone Wonder if she's gone to stay Ain't no sunshine when she's gone And this house just ain't no home Anytime she goes away And I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know I know, I know, I know, I know, I know I know, I know, I know, I know, I know I know, I know, I know, I know, I know I know, I know, Hey, I oughtta leave young thing alone But ain't no sunshine when she's gone Ain't no sunshine when she's gone Only darkness every day Ain't no sunshine when she's gone And this house just ain't no home Anytime she goes away Anytime she goes away Anytime she goes away Anytime she goes away

I like to party, mm, mm, everybody does Make luv and listen to the music You've gotta let yourself go, go, go, go, go, oh I like to party mm, mm, everybody does You can be in the weekend of yours To see what you get into Make luv and listen to the music You've gotta let yourself go, go, go, go, go, oh Make luv and listen to the music You've gotta let yourself go, go, go, go, go, oh Make luv and listen to the music You've gotta let yourself go, go, go, go, go, oh Make luv and listen to the music You've gotta let yourself go, go, go, go, go, oh I like to party mm, mm, everybody does You can be in the weekend of yours To see what you get into Make luv and listen to the music You've gotta let yourself go, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Make luv and listen to the music You've gotta let yourself go, go, go, go, go, oh Gotta get myself, gotta move on up Make luv until the morning now Make luv and listen to the music You've gotta let yourself go, go, go, go, go, oh Make luv and listen to the music You've gotta let yourself go, go, go, go, go, oh Make luv and listen to the music You've gotta let yourself go, go, go, go, go, oh

I like to party, mm-mm, everybody does Make love and listen to the music You've got to let yourself go-go, go-go, oh-oh I like to party, mm-mm, everybody does You can't wait for the weekend, no, no To see what you get into Make love and listen to the music You've got to let yourself go-go, go-go, oh-oh Make love and listen to the music You've got to let yourself go-go, go-go, oh-oh Make love and listen to the music You've got to let yourself go-go, go-go, oh-oh Make love and listen to the music You've got to let yourself go-go, go-go, oh-oh I like to party, mm-mm, everybody does You can't wait for the weekend, no, no To see what you get into Make love and listen to the music You've got to let yourself go-go, go-go, oh-oh Make love and listen to the music You've got to let yourself go-go, go-go, oh-oh Gotta get myself fun-fun-fun-fun-fun Make love until the morning time I like to party, mm-mm, everybody does You can't wait for the weekend, no, no To see what you get into (get into, get into, get into) Make love and listen to the music You've got to let yourself go-go, go-go, oh-oh Make love and listen to the music You've got to let yourself go-go, go-go, oh-oh Make love and listen to the music You've got to let yourself go-go, go-go, oh-oh Make love and listen to the music You've got to let yourself go-go, go-go, oh-oh Make love and listen to the music You've got to let yourself go-go, go-go, oh-oh Make love and listen to the music You've got to let yourself go-go, go-go, oh-oh