[00:32.46]It's gettin' late have you seen my mates,
[00:35.31]Ma tell me when the boys get here,
[00:38.43]It's seven-o-clock and I want to rock
[00:41.34]Wanna get a belly full of beer.
[00:44.85]My old man's drunker than a barrel full of monkeys
[00:47.85]And my old lady she don't care,
[00:50.13]My sister looks cute in her braces and boots
[00:53.82]A handful of grease in her hair.
[00:56.79]So don't give us none of yer aggravation
[01:03.12]We've had it with yer discipline,
[01:06.00]Saturday night's alright for fightin,
[01:09.18]Get a little action in.
[01:12.51]Get about as oiled as a diesel train
[01:15.30]Gonna set this dance alight,
[01:17.73]'Cause Saturday night's the night I like
[01:21.39]Saturday night's alright, alright, alright.
[01:36.15]Well they're packed pretty tight in here tonight
[01:39.27]I'm looking for a dolly who'll see me right,
[01:42.24]I may use a little muscle to get what I need
[01:45.33]I sink a little drink and shout out "She's with me".
[01:48.60]A couple of the sound that I really like
[01:51.36]Are the sound of a switchblade and a motorbike,
[01:54.39]I'm a juvenile product of the working class
[01:57.51]Who's best friend floats in the bottom of a glass.

It's gettin' late have you seen my mates,
Ma tell me when the boys get here,
It's seven-o-clock and I want to rock
Wanna get a belly full of beer.
My old man's drunker than a barrel full of monkeys
And my old lady she don't care,
My sister looks cute in her braces and boots
A handful of grease in her hair.
So don't give us none of yer aggravation
We've had it with yer discipline,
Saturday night's alright for fightin,
Get a little action in.
Get about as oiled as a diesel train
Gonna set this dance alight,
'Cause Saturday night's the night I like
Saturday night's alright, alright, alright.
Well they're packed pretty tight in here tonight
I'm looking for a dolly who'll see me right,
I may use a little muscle to get what I need
I sink a little drink and shout out "She's with me".
A couple of the sound that I really like
Are the sound of a switchblade and a motorbike,
I'm a juvenile product of the working class
Who's best friend floats in the bottom of a glass.