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Saturday night and the bar is packed.
The drinks are watered and the decks are stacked.
The whores are grinning with their faces cracked,
And the gamblers cursing the horses they backed.
Saturday night and the bar is jammed.
We've got our table and the rest be damned.
Our waiter's are hovering near at hand.
We're loaded earlier than we planned.
Some damn fool is starting a fight,
Why does he wait for Saturday night?
Mary and Eddie are busy indeed,
Making up for lost time in the rear;
George is beginning to sweat while a stranger
Is sticking her tongue in his ear.
David's explaining the next revolution,
Someone is granting the crowd absolution,
Whoever is running her foot up my leg,
I love you
La, la la la, La la la la.
Saturday night and the juke box roars.
Off in the corner the sound of snores;
My head is ringing with noise and smoke,
And someone's ordering Scotch and Coke.
Saturday night and my friends are blind.
They're rocking the table to blow my mind.
I don't know why but I'm on my knees,
Showing McCall how an ape climbs trees.
Some damn fool is starting a fight,
Why does he wait for Saturday night?
Mary and Eddie are busy indeed,
Making up for lost time in the rear;
George is beginning to faint while a stranger
Is sticking her tongue in his ear.
David's conducting the next revolution,
Someone is granting the crowd absolution,
Whoever is running her foot up my leg,
I love you.
La la la la, La la la la.
Mary and Eddie are being arrested,
For making up time in the rear;
George is out calling a cab with the stranger,
Who still has her tongue in his ear.
Dave has abandoned the next revolution,
Someone is cancelling his absolution,
Whoever is running her foot up my leg,
I love you.