Ahah, hey! saturday night!
Yeh, ahah one more saturday night,
Wow saturday night!

Everybodys dancin down the local armory
With a basement full of dynamite
and live artillery.
The temperature keeps risin,
everybody gittin high;
Come the rockin stroke of midnite,
the whole place gonna fly.

Ahah, hey! saturday night!
Yeh, ahah one more saturday night,
Wow saturday night!

(Instrumental)

Turn on channel six, the president
comes on the news,
Says, I get no satisfaction,
thats why I sing the blues.
His wife say dont get crazy,
lord, you know just what to do,
Crank up that old victrola,
put on them rockin shoes.

Ahah, Wow! saturday night!
Yeh, uhuh one more saturday night,
Wow saturday night!

Then God way up in heaven,
for whatever it was worth,
Thought hed have a big old party,
thought hed call it planet earth.
Dont worry about tomorrow,
lord, youll know it when it comes,
When the rock and roll music meets the risin sun.

Ahah, hey! saturday night!
Yeh, ahah one more saturday night,
Wow saturday night!

(Instrumental)

Realed on a saturday night!
Realed on a saturday night!
Everybody get fine
Realed on a saturday night!
One more saturday, One more saturday night

How realed on a saturday night!
Real on a saturday night!
W-o-o-o-w, w-o-w

Real on a saturday night!
One more saturday, One more saturday night