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Lletra / Lyrics: Saturday nights alright for fighting - John, Elton
Saturday nights alright for fighting
John, Elton
Its getting late have you seen my mates
Ma tell me when the boys get here
Its seven oclock and I want to rock
Want to get a belly full of beer
My old mans drunker than a barrel full of monkeys
And my old lady she dont care
My sister looks cute in her braces and boots
A handful of grease in her hair
Dont give us none of your aggravation
We had it with your discipline
Saturday nights alright for fighting
Get a little action in
Get about as oiled as a diesel train
Gonna set this dance alight
`Cause Saturday nights the night I like
Saturday nights alright alright alright

Well theyre packed pretty tight in here tonight
Im looking for a dolly wholl see me right
I may use a little muscle to get what I need
I may sink a little drink and shout out "Shes with me!"
A couple of the sound that I really like
Are the sounds of a switchblade and a motorbike
Im a juvenile product of the working class
Whose best friend floats in the bottom of a glass
Saturday, saturday, saturday,
Saturday, saturday, saturday,
Saturday, saturday, saturday,
Saturday nights alright.