Lyrics:

Da girls are out to Bingo and the boys are gettin stinko,
And we think no more of INCO on a Sudbury Saturday night.
The glasses dey will tinkle when our eyes begin to twinkle,
And well think no more of INCO on a Sudbury Saturday night.

With Irish Jim OConnel dere and Scotty Jack MacDonald,
Deres honky Fredrick Hurchell gettin tight, but dats alright,
Deres happy German Fritzy der with Frenchy getting tipsy,
And even Joe da Gypsy knows its Saturday tonight.

Now when Mary Ann and Mabel come to join us at the table,
And tell us how the Bingo went tonight, well look a fright.
But if dey won da money, well be lappin up da honey, boys,
Cause everything is funny, for its Saturday tonight

Da girls are out to Bingo and da boys are gettin stinko,
And we think no more of INCO on a Sudbury Saturday night.
The glasses dey will tinkle when our eyes begin to twinkle,
And well think no more of INCO on a Sudbury Saturday night.

Well drink da loot we borrowed and recuperate tomorrow,
Cause everything is wonderful tonight, we had a good fight,
We ate the Dilly Pickle and we forgot about the Nickel,
And everybodys tickled, for its Saturday tonight!

The songs that well be singin, they might be wrong but deyll be ringin,
When the lights of town are shining bright, and were all tight,
Well get to work on Monday, but tomorrows only Sunday,
And were out to have a fun day for its Saturday tonight.

Yeah, da girls are out to Bingo and da boys are gettin stinko,
And we think no more of INCO on a Sudbury Saturday night.
The glasses dey will tinkle when our eyes begin to twinkle,
And well think no more of INCO on a Sudbury Saturday night.

Well think no more of INCO on a Sudbury Saturday night.