Lyrics:

It's getting late have you seen my mates, Go on and 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 with a handful of grease in her hair. Hey... 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. I get about as oiled as a diesel train, gonna set this dance alight.Cause' Saturday Night's the night I like, Saturday Nights Alright.. Alright, Alright! Well, we're packed pretty tight in here tonight and I'm looking for a dolly who'll see me right. I may use a little muscle to get what I need, and sink a little drink and shout out,