There's an Elvis movie on the marquee sign   We've all seen at least three times   Everybody's broke, Bobby's got a buck   Put a dollars worth of gas in his pickup truck      We're going' ninety miles an hour, down a dead end road   What's the hurry, son, where you gonna go?   We're gonna howl at the moon, shoot out the light   It's a small town Saturday night   It's a small town Saturday night      Lucy's got her lipstick on a little too bright   Bobby's gettin' drunk and lookin' for a fight   Liquor on his breath and trouble on his mind   And Lucy's just a kid along for the ride      Got a six-pack of beer and a bottle of wine   Gotta be bad just to have a good time   They're gonna howl at the moon, shoot out the light   It's a small town Saturday night   It's a small town Saturday night      Bobby told Lucy, "The world ain't round   Drops off sharp at the edge of town   Lucy, you know the world must be flat   'Cos when people leave town, they never come back"      They go ninety miles an hour to the city limits sign   Put the pedal to the metal 'fore they change their mind   They howl at the moon, shoot out the light   It's a small town Saturday night      Yeah, howl at the moon, shoot out the light   Yeah, it's a small town Saturday night   It's a small town Saturday night   It's a small town Saturday night