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,