It's getting late have you seen my mates Ma tell me when the
boys get here It's seven o'clock and I want to rock Want to 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
Don't give us none of your
aggravation We had it with your discipline Saturday night's alright for
fighting 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 may sink a little
drink and shout out "She's with me!"
A couple of the sound that I really
like Are the sounds of a switchblade and a motorbike I'm a juvenile
product of the working class Whose best friend floats in the bottom of a
glass