Lyrics:

Its Getting Late Have You Seen My Mates

ma Tell Me When The Boys Get Here

its Seven Oclock And I Want To Rock

want To Get A Belly Full Of Beer



my Old Mans Drunker Than A Barrel Full Of Monkeys

and My Old Lady She Dont Care

my Sister Looks Cute In Her Braces And Boots

a Handful Of Grease In Her Hair



dont Give Us None Of Your Aggravation

we Had It With Your Discipline

saturday Nights Alright For Fighting

get A Little Action In



get About As Oiled As A Diesel Train

gonna Set This Dance Alight

'cause Saturday Nights The Night I Like

saturday Nights Alright Alright Alright



well Theyre Packed Pretty Tight In Here Tonight

im Looking For A Dolly Wholl See Me Right

i May Use A Little Muscle To Get What I Need

i May Sink A Little Drink And Shout Out &ampquot;shes With Me!&ampquot;



a Couple Of The Sound That I Really Like

are The Sounds Of A Switchblade And A Motorbike

im A Juvenile Product Of The Working Class

whose Best Friend Floats In The Bottom Of A Glass