kumbaworld
Saturday night´s alright for fighting
John, Elton
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
Saturday, saturday, saturday,
Saturday, saturday, saturday,
Saturday, saturday, saturday,
Saturday night´s alright.