Out on the town on Saturday night
Factory kinds prowlin', out for a fight
They're dressed up in drag and dressed up in jeans
Chasing the visions they've seen in their dreams
Factory girls giggling behind the wall
Hoping that someone will give them a call

They're so tired of the factory life
Try to escape it on Saturday night
Pick yourself up and open your eyes
Get yourself outta the factory life

They don't look very pretty; they look kinda sad
Talking 'bout all of the scenes that they've had
Jive talkin' street walkin' tryin' to escape
Wishing the man would give them a break
It's all rushing past, in front of their eyes
And they flash off and on like great neon signs

How I hate to see you
Wasting so much time
Building barricades
Around your tired minds


Lyrics submitted by BleedorBreathe

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