Working all week can make a grown man cry But nobody's sad on a Saturday night So throw some cheap sunglasses on your blood shot eye's 'Cause nobody's sad on a Saturday night Some Jonny Cougar, some southern comfort Winners and losers, we got each other The world looks better in neon lights 'Cause nobody's sad on a Saturday night That's right Tell me your story and I'll tell you mine Nobody's sad on a Saturday night I'll leave out the part where she said goodbye 'Cause nobody's sad on a Saturday night And go, whoa, whoa, here we go, rock and roll rodeo Some Jonny Cougar, some southern comfort Winners and losers, we got each other The world looks better in neon lights 'Cause nobody's sad on a Saturday night And go, whoa, whoa, here we go, rock and roll rodeo Some Jonny Cougar, some southern comfort Winners and losers, we got each other The world looks better in neon lights 'Cause nobody's sad on a Saturday night Some Hank Jr., some southern comfort I see you dancing babe, I got your number The world looks better in neon lights 'Cause nobody's sad on a Saturday night, woo!

Hey, ey, goddamn, goddamn, goddamn Hey, ey, goddamn, goddamn, goddamn Quit rapping? Here's to hoping Homie wouldn't notice he was choking unless he wrote it Rodents at his digits still his sole focus is growing His perspective, yet he knows he needs his notes to get it open Glowing like its daybreak Make way for King Can't-Seem-To-Put-Two-And-Two-Together-On-The-Same-Day Trash Can, last man to admit that the critics Don't need epiphanies from the same page Wait till they verify that they heard it Say his days are perfect like fulfilling greater purpose Now he's resting, rehearsing his routine until he learns it You guessed it. Two steps: have a job, work it Savor every single second spent outside a kitchen Wishing really hard won't make your dreams come to fruition Being positive will positively make a difference In absolutely nothing. Holler if you paying rent Hey, ey, goddamn, goddamn, goddamn Hey, ey, goddamn, goddamn, goddamn Witty poets, thinking that we're so clever Pro effort, rock a show in an old sweater In cold weather, if its ever cold, it never snows ever Forever bold, code guesser, so-so dresser Up late with beats, keep it real quiet Else the neighbors waking up feeling real tired Reveal fire, Prometheus with mere wires Smile on my face even if its all real dire Mic in my hand, getting pretty obnoxious Otherwise low-key with my fingers in pockets Keep building 'till we're chilling on top steps Even a locksmith couldn't unlock it Couldn't be topped if you was drizzling chocolate Wouldn't be stopped, even if you said "Stop it" On some Monday Starts on Saturday Last to play, trashing all your accolades Hey, ey, goddamn, goddamn, goddamn Hey, ey, goddamn, goddamn, goddamn Hey, ey, goddamn, goddamn, goddamn Hey, ey, goddamn, goddamn, goddamn