� Music � � Gotta hate this, *** up city. People flip when they turn like the lights on the boulevard. They get dressed up just to lay down. With a guy, with a girl, with whoever's got a broken heart. � � They all hit the town, get to getting around. Find a body who can hold them tight. You know it's true what they say, nobody can fall in love in L.A. on a Saturday night. � � All the boys and the girls on top of the world, in the morning they realize. That it's true what they say, nobody can fall in love in L.A. on a Saturday night. You know it's true what they say, nobody can fall in love in L.A. on a Saturday night. � � Music � � Gotta love this, *** up city. If you roll the right dice, you can wake up a millionaire. We're all dreamers, far from angels. Yeah, we trade in our wings just to find that nobody cares. � � They all hit the town, get to getting around. Find a body who can hold them tight. You know it's true what they say, nobody can fall in love in L.A. on a Saturday night. All the boys and the girls on top of the world, in the morning they realize. That it's true what they say, nobody can fall in love in L.A. on a Saturday night. � � Music � � They all hit the town, get to getting around. Find a body who can hold them tight. You know it's true what they say, nobody can fall in love in L.A. on a Saturday night. All the boys and the girls on top of the world, in the morning they realize. That it's true what they say, nobody can fall in love in L.A. on a Saturday night. You know it's true what they say, nobody can fall in love in L.A. on a Saturday night. �