Saturday Night's Alright (For Fighting) Songtext
It's getting late I haven't seen my date
So 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 bar full of winos
And his old lady she don't care
My sisters lookin cute in her braces and boots
A handful of grease in her hair
So 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 bar full of winos
And his old lady she don't care
My sisters lookin cute in her braces and boots
A handful of grease in her hair
[CHORUS]
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 town alight
Saturday night's the night I like
Saturday night's alright alright alright
P...P...P...P...Packed pretty tight in here tonight
I'm looking for a woman to see me right
I could use a little muscle to get what I need
I'll drink a fifth of jack and scream out "She's with me!"
A couple of the sounds that I really like
Are the sounds of a switchblade and a motorbike
And I'm a juvenile product of the working class
Whose best friend floats from the bottom of a glass
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 town alight
Saturday night's the night I like
Saturday night's alright alright alright
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 town alight
Saturday night's the night I like
Saturday night's alright
Saturday...Saturday...Saturday...
Saturday...Saturday...Saturday...
Saturday...Saturday...Saturday night's alright
Saturday...Saturday...Saturday...
Saturday...Saturday...Saturday...
Saturday...Saturday...Saturday night's alright
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 town alight
Saturday night's the night I like
Saturday night's alright alright alright
P...P...P...P...Packed pretty tight in here tonight
I'm looking for a woman to see me right
I could use a little muscle to get what I need
I'll drink a fifth of jack and scream out "She's with me!"
A couple of the sounds that I really like
Are the sounds of a switchblade and a motorbike
And I'm a juvenile product of the working class
Whose best friend floats from the bottom of a glass
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 town alight
Saturday night's the night I like
Saturday night's alright alright alright
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 town alight
Saturday night's the night I like
Saturday night's alright
Saturday...Saturday...Saturday...
Saturday...Saturday...Saturday...
Saturday...Saturday...Saturday night's alright
Saturday...Saturday...Saturday...
Saturday...Saturday...Saturday...
Saturday...Saturday...Saturday night's alright
BARKER, TRAVIS / ARMSTRONG, TIM / ASTON, ROB /
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