Letra de Son

[Verso 1]
Saturday nights on the town
Cigarette stubs on the ground
Wherever we're going, there's no way of knowing
Sometimes it's good to be wrong

[Verso 2]
And Saturday nights on the bed
We don't want the feeling to end
We all want to run, where the underdogs run
And we all sing along, sing along

[Pre Coro]
I came home a little drunk last night
Tired of being young
Tired of being young
I came home a little drunk last night
The things we could have done
The things we should have done, but we don't

[Coro]
And playing our records, wondering why
We're sons of our fathers, kids of our time
I came home a little drunk last night

[Verso 3]
And let's flush our guts down the drain
These Saturday nights never change
Let's raise our glass, to the underdogs, oh yeah
And all sing along, sing along

[Pre Coro]
I came home a little drunk last night
Tired of being young
Tired of being young
I came home a little drunk last night
The things we could have done
The things we should have done, but we don't

[Coro]
And playing our records, wondering why
We're sons of our fathers, kids of our time
I came home a little drunk last night

[Puente]
And, oh, oh, oh, kids of our time
And, oh, oh, oh, the kids of our time
And, oh, oh, oh, the kids of our time
And, oh, oh, oh

[Pre Coro]
I came home a little drunk last night
Tired of being young
Tired of being young
I came home a little drunk last night
The things we could have done
The things we should have done, but we don't

[Coro]
And playing our records, wondering why
We're sons of our fathers, kids of our time
Playing our records, wondering why
We're sons of our fathers, we're kids of our time

[Conclusi�n]
I came home a little drunk last night
Last night