There's an Elvis movie on the marquee sign

We've all seen at least three times

Everybody's broke, Bobby's got a buck

Put a dollars worth of gas in his pickup truck

We're going' ninety miles an hour down a dead end road

What's the hurry, son... where you gonna go?

We're gonna howl at the moon, shoot out the light

It's a small town Saturday night

It's a small town Saturday night



Lucy's got her lipstick on a little too bright

Bobby's gettin' drunk and lookin' for a fight

Liquor on his breath and trouble on his mind

And Lucy's just a kid along for the ride

Got a six-pack of beer and a bottle of wine

Gotta be bad just to have a good time

They're gonna howl at the moon, shoot out the light

It's a small town Saturday night

It's a small town Saturday night



Bobby told Lucy,