paroles de chanson Saturday Night's Alright For Fighting - W.A.S.P.

Well, it′s getting late, have you seen my mates?
Tell me when the boys get here
It's seven o′clock and I got to rock
Got to get a belly full of beer

Well, 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

Oh, 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
Saturday night's the night I like
Saturday night′s alright, alright, alright

Well, they're packed pretty tight inside here tonight
I′m looking for a dolly to see me right
I can use a little muscle to get what I need
And have 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

Oh, 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
Saturday night′s the night I like
Saturday night′s alright, alright, alright

Oh, 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
Saturday night's the night I like
Saturday night′s alright, alright, 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

Saturday, Saturday, Saturday
Saturday, Saturday, Saturday
Saturday, Saturday, Saturday
Night's alright