Saturday Night

The neon light, of the Open all night Was just in time replaced by the magic appearance of a new day-while A melancholic Reno was crawling on his back just in Front of the supermarket door-way child Hey girl, on a cold summer night As we stood on the corner As a man passed by and asked us What we were doing what we need As he pointed his big fat finger To the people hangin' round at the corner of the - other side of street Oh well Doin' nothing, just hanging around What do you mean doin' nothing Sir So we had to hit him to the ground Doin' nothing just hanging around His head all busted lookin' just a little to wise child I just can't wait I just can't wait for Saturday night For Saturday night For Saturday night Saturday night Saturday night Saturday night Saturday night I just can't wait I just can't wait --- Saturday Night - Herman Brood & His Wild Romance