Carole King - Main Street, Saturday Night lyrics

See them drivin' by--look at them fancy wheels

Headlights winkin' checkin' each other out

The Great American Pastime is still the automobile

Cruisin' on the white line

Is the only way to make time

Down on Main Street Saturday night

Everybody thinks they're so cool

On Main Street

Saturday night

Don't you mess with him (her), Daddy, he's (she's) nobody's fool

Look at the blonde haired beauties, givin' it all they got

Maybe if you hit on one, you might luck out

Some of them are foxy--some of them are not

but all of them will get down

If the right thing comes around

Here comes Little Willie--higher than a kite

He's been doin' some heavy duty hangin' out

If Willie's got a line on some of the best--it's got to be

Dynamite

You know you can trust him

If the Law don't bust him