Me and the gang, we were out on the town in my uninsured '88 It's time to get Maggie down at the bar She said 'Don't you punks dare be late!'
It was Saturday night on Hilltop Street And everybody's dressed to spill They were havin' a time for Mary O's boy Barry Who had recently been jailed
In the back on the bar, they were sure havin' fun Everybody made some room She got out of the chair, threw her fists in the air And the whole place started to move
So get up, get up and get with the music Everybody out of your seat So get up, get up and get with the music Maggie's got a brand new beat
So get up, get up and get with the music Everybody out of your seat So get up, get up and get with the music Maggie's got a brand new beat
So get up, get up and get with the music Everybody out of your seat So get up, get up and get with the music Maggie's got a brand new beat