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