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 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

Oh, don't give us none of your aggravation
We 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
Ooh ooh ooh ooh

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 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 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
Ooh ooh ooh ooh

Oh, don't give us none of your aggravation
We 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
Ooh ooh ooh 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

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