Saturday night's alright for fightingelton johnit's getting late have you seen my matesma tell me when the boys get hereit's seven o'clock and i want to rockwant to get a belly full of beermy old man's drunker than a barrel full of monkeysand my old lady she don't caremy sister looks cute in her braces and bootsa handfull of grease in her hairdon't give us none of your aggravationwe had it with your disciplinesaturday night's alright for fightingget a little action inget about as oiled as a diesel traingonna set this dance alright'cause saturday night's the night i likesaturday night's alright alright alrightwell they're packed pretty tight in here tonighti'm looking for a dolly who'll see me righti 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 likeare the sounds of a switchblade and a motorbikei'm a juvenile product fo the working classwhose best friend floats in the bottom of a glass