Album Name

The Wedding Singer

Artist

Amy Spanger, Various Artists

Genre

-

Release Date

2006.06.06

Release Agency

Sony Music

When the weekend rolls around
I hound the hottest spots
My favorite club
will always double
all my vodka shots
Got my skin tight bustier
and plastic crusafix
Tonight we're gonna
party like its 1986
Cuz its saturday night
Saturday night
Saturday night in the city
Saturday night
Saturday night
Saturday night in the city
Once you pass the velvet ropes
Your wildest dreams come true
The dance floor smoke
A bump of coke
And everything taboo
Oh i got a pair of parachute
pants that grandma bought me
to wear
Cant wait til chicks start
flocking to my flock
of seagulls hair
New york is reserved
for the rich and proud
But here comes the brigde
and tunnel crowd
Its saturday night
Saturday night
Saturday night in the city
Saturday night
Saturday night
Saturday night in the city
Out on the prowl
And dressed to impress
Hoping sunday morning
youll have sins to confess
Cops punks and posers
and yuppies Galore
Everybodys equal
when theyre thrashing on the floor
Its saturday night
Saturday night
Saturday night in the city
Saturday night
Saturday night
Saturday night in the city

Look at the wedding singer go
holly is gonna rock
his world tonight
Wow she's kinda into him
Anything wrong baby
Why would anything be wrong
Let's get drunk
Ohohohohhhh woooohhhhohhhohhh
Saturday night in the city
Hey Glen and i got engaged
Yeah you already told us that
Is she ok
She seems a little tipsy
I'm not tipsy i'm hammered
Ok baby time to go home
Maybe i should help glem
Forget him forget everybody
Check out the view
Youll like what you see
My body's an amusement park
The first rides on me
Dont stop to question
If youre gonna score
Being young
and stupid is what
Saturday is for
Is what saturday is for
Cuz its saturday night
oh oh oohhh
Saturday night
oh oh oohhh
Saturday night in the city
oh oh oohhh
Saturday night
oh oh oohhh
Saturday night
oh oh oohhh
Saturday night in the city
oh oh oohhh
That wasn't anything like that
kiss you gave Julia
Holly
I cant believe i never noticed it
What
You have a thing for Julia
No i don't
Robbie she's marrying Glen
I told you some air
would make you feel better
You are like so awesome
and youre hair is so hard
Uh huh
The valets pulling the car around
we'll get you home and in bed
Tell the night to save
its moonlight
Tell the birds not sing
Tell yourself
that you must have been
out of your mind
Cuz its not that kind
No its not that kind
Of thing
Saturday night in the city
Saturday night
oh oh oohhh
Saturday night
oh oh oohhh
Saturday night in the city
oh oh oohhh
Saturday night
oh oh oohhh
Saturday night
oh oh oohhh
Saturday night in the city
oh oh oohhh