Go Fast On Saturday Night

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Description

Go Fast On Saturday Night

Howard Levinson

The Story Behind the Song
A Rock-A-Billy ballad about a young guy who spends a lot time in his garage building a fast car. No one understands his need to drive fast, his need for speed, that burning rubber smell, the cheers of the crowd. His daddy thinks he’s a bum, his mom thinks he’s sick and his girlfriend thinks he’s an ass. He doesn’t care. He knows he can win. And what does he get when he wins?  Fast cars = Hot Chicks = Money. 

Song Lyrics

My daddy said boy, you gotta get out of bed. 
You better get that NASCAR out of your head, 
You’re eatin’ my food and using my tools 
You better get a job or get back in school 
He never understood, he never got me right
All I wanna do is go fast, on Saturday night 

I spend my time and money to go real fast. 
My girlfriend says she thinks I’m an ass. 
My mama says son, you gotta be sick.
We gotta get you a doctor, get you fixed.
They never understood, they never got me right
All I wanna do is go fast, on Saturday night

I feel the need for speed, I gotta get the rush. 
I’m lookin’ for the finish line, it never is enough. 
I gotta push the needle way into the red. 
And if I can’t live like this, And if I can’t live like this, And if I can’t live like this, I’d rather be dead. 

I told them I was up late last night.
I got the pistons and rings set just right. 
I got the heads bolted down, tonight is the night.
Gonna take it down to Main St., put it on the line.
They never understood, they never got me right
All I wanna do is go fast, on Saturday night

Ain’t nothin’ wrong with winning the race. 
The first one in, gets first place.
Checkered flags waving as I fly by
Pretty girls, hugs and hollers
Flash bulbs and champagne showers
A trophy and a thousand dollars, that’s my life.

I feel the need for speed, I gotta get the rush. 
I’m lookin’ for the finish line, it never is enough. 
I gotta push the needle way into the red. 
And if I can’t live like this, (fast cars )
And if I can’t live like this,( hot chicks)
And if I can’t live like this, (money), I’d rather be dead

 

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