Credits
Lyrics
Rip It Up
Well, it's Saturday night and I just got paid
A fool about my money don't try to save
My heart says go, go have a time
It's Saturday night and baby I feel fine
I'm gonna rock it up, I'm gonna rip it up
I'm gonna shake it up, I’m gonna rig it up
I'm gonna lock it up and ball tonight
Well, I got me a baby and I won't be late
Pick her up in my '88
Shag on down by the social hall
When the joint starts jumpin’ gonna have a ball
REPEAT CHORUS
Along about 10 I’m breezing high
I walk on out to that groovy sky
I don't care if I spend my dough
'Cause tonight I'm gonna be one happy soul
REPEAT CHORUS
Written by: Bumps Blackwell, John Marascalco
