Lyrics:

Riding on a lucky wheel of 17
I think I'm gonna live to be 103
Feel like a wild card, what'd you say?
A slice of the night gonna come my way
Walking through the city, I'm a king of surprise
My midnight champagne's ready on ice
It's Saturday night, I got nerves of steel
I can roll all night on a roulette wheel
Let the night roll on
I'm looking for hell
Let the night roll on
I'm making a kill
It's Saturday night
I've waited so long
Let the night roll on

Playing along with the rest of the world
Saxophone women, satisfied girls
I'm a wound-up string on a violin
The future's gonna take me where I've never been
I could be naked Sunday with nothing to wear
I wouldn't know it, I wouldn't care
It's Saturday night, I got nerves of steel
I can roll all night on a roulette wheel
Let the night roll on
I'm looking for hell
Let the night roll on
I'm making a kill
It's Saturday night
I waited so long
Let the night roll on

Let the night roll on
I'm looking for hell
Let the night roll on
I'm making a kill
It's Saturday night
I've waited so long
Let the night roll on
Let the night roll on
Let the night roll on
Looking for hell
Let the night roll on
Making a kill