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