Hit every hot spot all around town
Hit every hot spot all around town
They call me lucky, I know that's right
Saturday night, with a Saturday night
Yeah, they call me lucky, I know that's right
She knows what to do with a Saturday night
Turn it on up, she'll tear it on down
She got a belly button ring and some low-rider pants
That's when all the real fun begins
She might pop out of the top of a birthday cake
People rubber neckin', tryin' to see her dance
Then she lights them candles and out go the lights
And if y'all are into Skynard, she sure can sing
We get home in the early a.m.
She ain't ever gonna get Mama's recipe right
Turn it on up, she'll tear it on down
She knows what to do with a Saturday night
She knows what to do with a Saturday night
She got a belly button ring and some low-rider pants
And that little black dress painted on tight
She knows what to do with a Saturday night
Says, "Why waste time foldin' clothes?"
She knows what to do with a Saturday night
She makes a mean margarita and a Singapore Sling
She's gonna run the table, if you let her break
She don't iron, she don't sew
Yeah, she holds me close and whispers in my ear
They call me lucky, I know that's right
But she knows what to do with a Saturday night
Every little sweet thing I wanna hear
People rubber neckin', tryin' to see her dance
