Saturday Night’s Alright (For Fighting)

It's getting late, have you seen my mates?

Ma, tell me when the boys get here

It's seven o'clock and I wanna rock

Wanna get a belly full of beer

My old man's a-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

Oh, don't give us none of your aggravation

We've had it with your discipline

Oh, 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

Woo-ooh

Well, they're packed pretty tight in here tonight

I'm lookin' for a dolly who'll see me right

I may use a little muscle to get what I need

I could sink a little drink and shout out, "She's with me!"

A couple of the sounds 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

Oh

Don't give us none of your aggravation

We've 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

Woo-ooh

Oh, don't give us none of your aggravation

We've had it with your discipline

'Cause 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

Woo-ooh

Saturday, Saturday, Saturday

Saturday, Saturday, Saturday

Saturday, Saturday, Saturday night's alright

Saturday, Saturday, Saturday

Saturday, Saturday, Saturday

Saturday, Saturday, Saturday night's alright

Saturday, Saturday, Saturday

Saturday, Saturday, Saturday

Saturday, Saturday, Saturday night's alright

Woo!