Young Love & Saturday Nights 가사

He's got a Chevrolet that don't always run And the radio never turns down He's got a pedigree that's no good for nothing No commas in his bank account But there's a girl at the hole in the wall Where he plays, don't take her eyes off the stage She loves his southern drawl from north of Atlanta That Silverado he got parked outside Loves a cranking eighty-nine Alabama Kissing for an hour in the parking lot light Here's to good girls that can't keep from falling For bad boys that their daddies don't like Small towns that keep staying small Here's to old trucks, young love, and Saturday nights Na-na, na-na, na, na-na, na Saturday nights Na-na, na-na, na, na-na, na There's always pawn shops, sell beat up guitars To a kid with some hand me down keys There's always leather jackets Keep stealing hearts like Elvis and Cash and James Dean There'll be a girl at the hole in the wall Where he plays, don't take her eyes off the stage She loves his southern drawl from north of Atlanta That Silverado he got parked outside Loves a cranking eighty-nine Alabama Kissing for an hour in the parking lot light Here's to good girls that can't keep from falling For bad boys that their daddies don't like Small towns that keep staying small Here's to old trucks, young love, and Saturday nights Na-na, na-na, na, na-na, na Saturday nights Na-na, na-na, na, na-na, na Tank of gas, some blue eyes, and some beer in the back Falling way too fast For a southern drawl from north of Atlanta That Silverado he got parked outside Loves a cranking eighty-nine Alabama Kissing for an hour in the parking lot light Here's to good girls that can't keep from falling For bad boys that their daddies don't like Small towns that keep staying small Here's to old trucks, young love, and Saturday nights Na-na, na-na, na, na-na, na Saturday nights Na-na, na-na, na, na-na, na Yeah, Saturday nights Na-na, na-na, na, na-na, na Young love and Saturday nights Na-na, na-na, na, na-na, na