Lyrics:

Well, Saturday night at 8 o'clock
I know where I'm gonna go
I'm gonna pick my baby up
And take her to the picture show

Everybody in the neighbourhood
Is dressing up to be there too
And we're gonna have a ball
Just like we always do

Saturday night at the movies
Who cares what picture you see
When you're hugging with your baby
in last row in the balcony

Well, there's technicolor and cinemascope
A cast out of Hollywood
And the popcorn from the candy stand
Makes it all seem twice as good

There's always lots of pretty girls
With figures they don't try to hide
But they never can compare
To the girl sittin' by my side

Saturday night at the movies
Who cares what picture you see
When you're hugging with your baby
in last row in the balcony

Saturday night at the movies
Who cares what picture you see
When you're hugging with your baby
in last row in the balcony

Saturday night at the movies
Who cares what picture you see
When you're hugging with your baby
in last row in the balcony