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Going out on a Saturday night,

I’m looking dressed to kill,

I’ve got my jeans

And they’re pulled on tight,

I’m getting ready to thrill.

Looked at the clock it says half past nine,

The hour's getting late.

And in the end I’m planning anyway,

I’ve gotta get myself a date.

I wake up and it’s Sunday morning.

My mouth is dry and I’m feeling weak,

She turned around, gave me no warning,

Hand me your money I’ve got to leave.

I’m back on the street, nowhere to run,

I’m so defeated.

Back on the street, nowhere to run,

I’ve stopped believing.

This crazy lady, she took me in,

And gave me all that she’d got,

I pulled and ace and I just can’t win,

Tell you that woman was hot.

She had no fear, and had no time,

For never gone her way,

Will every man heed my words,

With her you’ll have to pay.