Blue Collar Night Songtext
von Brad Cotter

If you don′t count the overtime it's a forty hour grind
This American dream ain′t easy on a paycheck twice a month
SSI, FICA, federal and state tax
Only thing it's good for is setting a man back
But I got a twenty in my pocket and I'm getting the first round
And there′s a band in the corner and they′re gonna rock the house
And them girls from the Skynyrd show, how much you wanna bet
They're already in the back shooting pool and smoking cigarettes
And we might get lucky if we play our cards right
Chances are I′ll end up drunk just trying to pick a fight

Singing whoa all the way home
Yeah we'll shoot out the lights
It′s a blue collar night


I'm still in that same red brick flat me and Gina hunted down
Cinderblock shelves and the lime green sofa pull out
Been two years since I seen her leaving that Corvette
When I look around this dump sometimes I see why she left
But I′ve been saving up my money, started going back to school
And I'm learning them computers and maybe in a year or two
I can start a little business and if I get it off the ground
I can talk the bank into a loan for that place Gina dreamed about
And I bet she'll come crawling back, I′ll be sitting there till then
Drinking beer and throwing darts and having laughs with all my friends

Singing whoa all the way home
Yeah we′ll shoot out the lights
It's a blue collar night

I came home to Gina′s sweet voice coming out of my machine
Said that L.A. sun's shining even better than I dreamed
I rewound that message three more times, called my buddy Steve
I said let′s go, he said I'm broke, I said grab your keys
So I′ve got a twenty in my pocket and I'm getting the first round
And there's a band in the corner and they′re gonna rock the house
And those girls from the Skynyrd show, how much you wanna bet
They′re already in the back shooting pool and smoking cigarettes
Yeah we might get lucky if we play our cards right
Chances are we'll end up drunk trying to pick a fight

Singing whoa all the way home
Yeah we′ll shoot out the lights
It's a blue collar night

Whoa all the way home
Yeah we′ll shoot out the lights
It's a blue collar, it′s a blue collar night