Saturday Night

Got my wallet and a fake id No one looking or following me According to the state of Carolina I'm over 21 Least I didn't lie too bad that's right where I come from Following that back-of-woods sound On the outskirts of town In my mind my body's running low 'lectricity I swear to God it's like something out of a movie We went don't let your daddy See you sneaking outta that back door I think they're calling for another thunder storm Everyone parked around a fire Half a mile down the power lines I'll tell you right now son It's just another small-town Saturday night I'll be saying Now momma I might not be coming home Now that I see her name lighting up on my phone Ain't nothing like feeling freedom in an open field Come on put your hands up if you know what I feel If you go don't let your daddy see you Sneaking outta that back door I think they're calling for another thunder storm Everyone parked around a fire Half a mile down the power lines I'll tell you right now son It's just another small-town Saturday night The young live and they'll drink Come on put your hands up If you know what I mean You go don't let your daddy see you Sneaking outta that back door I think they're calling for another thunder storm One hand on the steering wheel The other hanging out the window Every kid a country love song Playing through on my radio Everyone parked around a fire Half a mile down the power lines I'll tell you right now son It's just another small-town Saturday night Oooh just a small-town Saturday night Oooh ooh-ooh