Lyric Saturday Night s Alright (For Fighting)
Music by Elton John
Lyrics by Bernie Taupin
Available on the album Goodbye Yellow Brick Road
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
Lyrics by Bernie Taupin
Available on the album Goodbye Yellow Brick Road
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