Lyrics:

Its getting late i havnt seen my date
so tell me when the boys get here
seven o'clock, and i wanna rock
wanna get a belly full of beer

my old man'd drunker than a bottle full of wine
and my old lady, she don't care (?)
sisters lookin' cute in her braces and boots
a handfull of grease in her hair
ooo

(chorus)
don't give us none of your agrovation
we've had it with your discipline
cos saturday nights alright for fighting
get a little action in
get about as oiled as a diesel train
gonna set this town alight
cos saturday nights alright for fightin
saturday nights alright

p-p-p-p-packed pretty tight in here tonight
im lookin for a woman to see me right
could use a little muscel to get what i need
i drink a fifth of jack and scream out,
shes for meee (?)

a couple of sounds that i really like
are those of a switch-blade and a motorbike
yeah im a jouvanile product of the working class
who's best friend flows from the bottom of a glass

(chorus)
dont give us none of your agovation
weve had it with your discipline
cos saturday nights the night i like
saturday nights alright yeah

saturday (x a lot)