The neonlight of the ‘open all night
Was just in time replaced by the magic appearance of a new day-while
A melancholic Reno was crawling on his back just in
Front of the supermarket door-way child

Hey girl, on a cold summernight
As we stood on the corner
As a man passed by and asked us
What we were doing what we need
As he pointed his big fat finger
To the people hangin’ round at the corner of the
Other side of street, o well

Said doin' nothing, just hangin’ round
what do you mean doin' nothing Sir
So we had to hit him to the ground
Doin' nothin’ just hangin’ round
His head all busted lookin' just a little to wise child

I just can't wait
I just can't wait for saturday night
For saturday night
For saturday night
Saturday night

Saturday night
Saturday night
Saturday night
I just can't wait
I just can't wait
Saturday night

A melancholic Reno
Was crawlin’ on my back
Saturday night at the supermarket door
Of the neonlight, of the ‘open all night’
Just in time replaced
By the magic appearence
Of a new day, beautiful soulmusic
Comin’ out of the jukebox

Saturday night
Saturday night, just can’t wait