
đ” "Saturday Nights at Club Stallion"
đ” "Saturday Nights at Club Stallion" By Veronica Broyles for Big Tex and the CML Family [Verse 1] Itâs a quarter to nine and the boots hit the floor, Tex fires up the mic, crowdâs shoutinâ for more. Lanaâs spinnin' magic, Swayâs got the beat, We're dancinâ like cowboys with two left feet. [Pre-Chorus] Grab your hat, grab a beer, grab your air guitar, From the neon porch to the back of the barâ This ainât just music, itâs a way of life, At Club Stallion, we ride high every Saturday night! [Chorus] đ¶ Saturday nights at Club Stallion, Where the streakers run free and the love is battlin'. Karaoke kings, outlaw queens, CML family livin' honky-tonk dreams. Strumminâ nothin' but air with our boots on tight, We're raisinâ hell and havinâ fun âtil the morning light! Saturday nights at Club Stallionâ Where country kicks in just right! đ¶ [Verse 2] Taz and Nalla jam on nothinâ but pride, Evil Cowboy's banginâ drums in a wild-eyed ride. Ray Stevens comes on, and the crowd takes flight, Streakers flyinâ past like a neon light. [Pre-Chorus] Tex laughs hard with a twang in his tone, This club might be virtual, but it sure feels like home. No judgment, no fear, just boots and delight, Yeah, weâre legends in pixels every Saturday night! [Chorus] đ¶ Saturday nights at Club Stallion, Where the streakers run free and the love is battlin'. Karaoke kings, outlaw queens, CML family livin' honky-tonk dreams. Strumminâ nothin' but air with our boots on tight, We're raisinâ hell and havinâ fun âtil the morning light! Saturday nights at Club Stallionâ Where country kicks in just right! đ¶ [Bridge] From George Strait to Carrie, we play âem all, Classic to new, this roomâs got it all. Loyal hearts and rowdy cheer, Itâs the best damn place in the metaverse, dear! [Final Chorus â Big Tex solo line added] đ¶ (Big Tex) âNow yâall settle down⊠or donât!â đ¶ Saturday nights at Club Stallion, Where the streakers run free and the love is battlin'. Karaoke kings, outlaw queens, CML family livin' honky-tonk dreams. Strumminâ nothin' but air with our boots on tight, We're raisinâ hell and havinâ fun âtil the morning light! Saturday nights at Club Stallionâ Where country kicks in just right! đ¶ [Outro â crowd shoutinâ] YEE-HAW! Letâs ride it again next week!

