Same Story, Different Saturday Night
Neon Tales: Saturday Night Stories Unveiled
Lyrics
There's a pretty girl all alone, crying in her double
Observing a beautiful girl in distress, alone, in a place with double doors.
She's blowing up her boyfriend but he ain't picking up the phone
She's trying to contact her boyfriend who is not answering the phone.
There's a whiskey talking guy and he's stirring up some trouble
A man influenced by whiskey is causing trouble.
I bet ten bucks he'll throw up in the Uber ride back home
Predicting that the whiskey-drinking guy will likely vomit during his Uber ride home.
There's a sash wearing, white veil tearing up that empty dance floor
A woman wearing a sash and tearing up the dance floor in a bridal veil.
And one that's had too many, who's swearing just one more
Another person who has had too much to drink and is swearing to have just one more.
It's the same story, different Saturday night
Expressing the recurring theme of similar events happening every Saturday night.
We're all playing our part underneath the weekend lights
Everyone is participating in their roles under the lights of the weekend.
Just a bunch of neon hearts poured out over ice
People with emotional hearts, symbolized by neon lights, expressing themselves over drinks with ice.
It's the same story different Saturday, Saturday night (na na na, na na na, na, na, na)
Reiterating the repetition of the same events on different Saturday nights (na na na represents a musical refrain).
Same old story (na na na, na na na, na, na, na)
Emphasizing that it's the same old story (musical refrain).
Well, a dive bar is a dive bar, no matter where you're sitting
Regardless of the location, a dive bar remains a dive bar.
For every broken heart, there's a broken bathroom latch
In every place, there are both heartbreaks and broken facilities.
Somebody's anchored down, somebody's bar stool slipping
Somebody is emotionally attached, while another is losing control on a barstool.
Someone's kissing on a stranger, somebody's smoking out back
Instances of strangers kissing and people smoking in the back.
It's the same story, different Saturday night
Reiterating the repetitive nature of the Saturday night scenario.
We're all playing our part underneath the weekend lights
People continuing their roles beneath the weekend lights.
Just a bunch of neon hearts poured out over ice
Neon hearts symbolizing emotional expression over drinks with ice.
It's the same story different Saturday, Saturday night (na na na, na na na, na, na, na)
Repetition of the same story on different Saturday nights (musical refrain).
Same old story (na na na, na na na, na, na, na)
Emphasizing it's the same old story (musical refrain).
It ain't the kind of thing that's written in the stars
Suggesting that such experiences are not predetermined by fate.
Yeah, it's the stuff you can't make up that's written in the bars
Highlighting that the unique, unscripted stories unfold in bars.
Yeah, It's the same story, different Saturday night
Reiterating the repetitive nature of the Saturday night scenario.
We're all playing our part underneath the weekend lights
People continuing their roles beneath the weekend lights.
Just a bunch of neon hearts poured out over ice
Neon hearts symbolizing emotional expression over drinks with ice.
It's the same story different Saturday, Saturday
Repetition of the same story on different Saturday nights (musical refrain).
Same story, different Saturday night
Reiterating the repetitive nature of the Saturday night scenario.
We're all playing our part underneath the weekend lights
People continuing their roles beneath the weekend lights.
Just a bunch of neon hearts poured out over ice
Neon hearts symbolizing emotional expression over drinks with ice.
It's the same story different Saturday, Saturday night (na na na, na na na, na, na, na)
Repetition of the same story on different Saturday nights (musical refrain).
Same old story (na na na, na na na, na, na, na)
Emphasizing it's the same old story (musical refrain).
Every Saturday night (na na na, na na na, na, na, na)
Every Saturday night is portrayed as having the same pattern (musical refrain).
Same old story (na na na, na na na, na, na, na)
Emphasizing it's the same old story (musical refrain).
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