#51 SATURDAY NIGHT AT THE GOLDEN GOAT
#51 SATURDAY NIGHT AT THE GOLDEN GOAT
(Country)
Shows me her empty glass, makes a sad face.
I smile, quick wink, "Get you another?"
She leans across the bar, tries to whisper,
Then shouting and yelling -- here comes my brother.
Says beer delivery's late, not my fault.
Liquor's not stocked, well, that one's on me.
Starts waving receipts like I'd even know.
Not my problem -- got pretty girls to see.
Saturday night at The Golden Goat,
Leave your thinkin’ at the door.
Drink ’em up and drink some more,
Slide those boots across the floor.
Lose yourself in every note,
Saturday night at The Golden Goat.
Al sees Petey and Jake, corner table,
Asks if they've still got their big tab.
"Less than the moon, if that's what you're asking."
Can’t help it -- fun making him mad.
Now he's storming 'bout costs, waving papers,
Trips on the bar mat, tumbles right down.
We all freeze for a moment, try not to laugh.
He gets up red-faced, yells "Don -- out back, now!"
Saturday night at The Golden Goat,
Leave your thinkin’ at the door.
Drink ’em up and drink some more,
Slide those boots across the floor.
Lose yourself in every note,
Saturday night at The Golden Goat.
Rain-slick back alley, Al's ranting, I'm smoking.
He says wheels'll come off, I don't stop joking.
Petey stumbles out, says the crowd's needing drinks.
I tell Al "Money's there, no matter what you think."
"Rest of the week we can still fight."
"But now let's have some fun. It's Saturday night!"
Back in the bar, band's storming, swinging free,
Pour us two shots, toast my bro "You and me."
Al slams back his shot, smiles at last with glee.
Shouts "Saturday night -- next round's on me!"
Saturday night at The Golden Goat,
Leave your thinkin’ at the door.
Drink ’em up and drink some more,
Slide those boots across the floor.
Lose yourself in every note,
Saturday night at The Golden Goat.
Drop all thinkin’ at the door.
Drink ’em up and drink some more,
Slide those boots across the floor.
Lose yourself in every note,
Every Saturday night at The Golden Goat.
Saturday night at The Golden Goat,
Drop all thinkin’ at the door.
Drink ’em up and drink some more,
Slide those boots across the floor.
Lose yourself with every note,
Every Saturday night at The Golden Goat.
End of the week and end of your rope?
Time for Saturday night at The Golden Goat.