Saturday Night Special - Michael Monroe

I woke up on a sidewalk in the sunday rain

still holdin' on that smokin' gun, I felt I crushed my brain

Then came that old epiphany, nothing too profound

That Saturday Night Special, she’ll put me in the ground

I didn’t wanna go that way, I got too much to do

And then I met a trouble girl who helped to pull me through

I opened up her glove box, I got scared of what I found

That saturday night special, she’ll put me in the ground

Come along, come along, i’m feeling so alone

All nights I hurt myself on and on and on

Me and all my fiendish friends, going out on the town

Just can’t seem to help myself and put that bastard down

I gotta put that bastard down

Well it hit me hard in my head when I started to come 'round

That Saturday night special, she’ll put you in the ground