Same Story, Different Saturday Night

There's a pretty girl all alone
Crying in her double
She's blowing up her boyfriend
But he ain't picking up the phone
There's a whiskey talking guy
And he's stirring up some trouble
I'll bet ten bucks he'll throw up
In the Uber ride back home
There's a sash-wearing,
White belt tearing up that empty dancefloor
And one that's had too many
Who's swearing 'just one more'
It's the same story, different Saturday night
We're all playing our part underneath the weekend lights
Just a bunch of neon hearts poured out over rice
It's the same story, different Saturday, Saturday night
Na na na, na na na, na na na
Same old story
Na na na, na na na, na na na
Well, a dive bar is a dive bar
No matter where you're sitting
For every broken heart
There's a broken bathroom latch
Somebody's anchored down
Somebody's bar stools slipping
Someone's kissing on a stranger
Somebody's smoking outback
It's the same story, different Saturday night
We're all playing our part underneath the weekend lights
Just a bunch of neon hearts poured out over rice
It's the same story, different Saturday, Saturday night
Na na na, na na na, na na na
Same old story
Na na na, na na na, na na na
It ain't the kinda thing that's written in the stars
Yeah, it's the stuff you can't make up that's written in the bars
Yeah, it's the same story, different Saturday night
We're all playing our part underneath the weekend lights
Just a bunch of neon hearts poured out over rice
It's the same story, different Saturday, Saturday
Same story, different Saturday night
We're all playing our part underneath the weekend lights
Just a bunch of neon hearts poured out over rice
It's the same story, different Saturday, Saturday night
Na na na, na na na, na na na
Same old story
Na na na, na na na, na na na
Different Saturday night
Na na na, na na na, na na na
Same old story
Na na na, na na na, na na na