Saturday Night Blues

What a drag sittin' here at home
It's Saturday night and I'm alone
Staring at my phone, tryin' to make it ring
Wish I had a friend that I could tell my troubles to

My truck is running pretty rough
It don't matter much, I'm out of gas
If I had a tank, I'd take a ride
But I don't know where to, land of the blue

Na na na Na na na na na Na na na
Saturday night
x2

I'm broke and feeling pretty low
Ain't nowhere to go, anything to do
If I had a bottle I'd drink it dry
But it's the same old blues I had last night

Na na na Na na na na na Na na na
Saturday night
x2

What a drag sittin' here at home
It's Saturday night and I'm alone
I played on my guitar until I broke the string
Nothing's going right, so I'll just sing...

Na na na Na na na na na Na na na
Saturday night
...