Letra

Riding on a lucky wheel of 17 I think I'm gonna live to be 103 Feel like a wild card, what'd you say? A slice of the night gonna come my way Walking through the city, I'm a king of surprise My midnight champagne's ready on ice It's Saturday night, I got nerves of steel I can roll all night on a roulette wheel Let the night roll on I'm looking for hell Let the night roll on I'm making a kill It's Saturday night I've waited so long Let the night roll on Playing along with the rest of the world Saxophone women, satisfied girls I'm a wound-up string on a violin The future's gonna take me where I've never been I could be naked Sunday with nothing to wear I wouldn't know it, I wouldn't care It's Saturday night, I got nerves of steel I can roll all night on a roulette wheel Let the night roll on I'm looking for hell Let the night roll on I'm making a kill It's Saturday night I waited so long Let the night roll on Let the night roll on I'm looking for hell Let the night roll on I'm making a kill It's Saturday night I've waited so long Let the night roll on Let the night roll on Let the night roll on Looking for hell Let the night roll on Making a kill
Writer(s): Bernard Patrick Neeson, Richard Brewster-jones, Amanda Brewster Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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