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 So don't give us none of your aggravation We've had it with your discipline Oh, Saturday night's alright for fightin' 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 Well, they're packed pretty tight in here tonight I'm looking for a dolly to 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 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 - ooh Oh, don't give us none of your aggravation .... Saturday, Saturday, Saturday, Saturday, Saturday, Saturday Saturday, Saturday, Saturday night's alright ....