It′s getting late have you seen my mates
Ma tell me when the boys get here
It′s seven o′clock and I want to rock
Want to get a belly full of beer

My old man′s drunker than a barrel full of monkeys
And my old lady she don′t care
My sister looks cute in her braces and boots
A handful of grease in her hair

Don′t give us none of your aggravation
We had it with your discipline
Saturday night′s alright for fighting
Get a little action in

Get about as oiled as a diesel train
Gonna set this dance alight
′Cause Saturday night′s the night I like
Saturday night′s alright alright alright

Well they′re packed pretty tight in here tonight
I′m looking for a dolly who′ll see me right
I may use a little muscle to get what I need
I may sink a little drink and shout out "She′s with me!"

A couple of the sound that I really like
Are the sounds of a switchblade and a motorbike
I′m a juvenile product of the working class
Whose best friend floats in the bottom of a glass