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When the week end rolls a round, I (F5)hound the hot test spots.
My fa v’rite club ’ll al ways dou ble all my vod ka shots.
Got my skin tight bus ti er and (F5)plas tic cru ci fix.
To night we’re gon na par ty like it’s nine teen eight y six!
’Cause it’s (D5)Sat ur day night,
(F5)Sat ur day night,
(G5)Sat ur day night in the cit y.
It’s (D5)Sat ur day night, Sat ur day night, (G5)Sat ur day night in the cit y.
Once you pass the vel vet ropes, your (F5)wild est dreams come true.
The dance floor smoke, a bump of coke, and ev ’ry thing ta boo.
I got a pair of par a chute pants that (F5)Grand ma bought me to wear.
Can’t wait till chicks start flock ing to my Flock of Sea gulls hair.
New (G5)York is re served for the rich and proud, but (A5)here comes the bridge and tun nel crowd.
And it’s (D5)Sat ur day night,
(F5)Sat ur day night,
(G5)Sat ur day night in the cit y.
It’s (D5)Sat ur day night, Sat ur day night, (G5)Sat ur day night in the cit y.
(E5)Out on the prowl
and (F#5)dressed to im press.
(G5)Hop ing Sun day morn ing you’ll have (A5)sins to con fess.
(E5)Goths, punks, and po seurs,
and (F#5)yup pie snobs ga lore.
(G5)Ev ’ry bod y’s e qual when they’re thrash ing on the floor.
’Cause it’s (E5)Sat ur day night,
(G5)Sat ur day night,
(A5)Sat ur day night in the cit y.
It’s (E5)Sat ur day night, Sat ur day night, (A5)Sat ur day night in the cit y.
Whoa, oh, oh, oh.
Whoa, oh, oh.
(Bb5)Sat ur day night in the cit y.
(E5)Check out the view;
you’ll (F#5)like what you see.
My (G5)bod y’s an a muse ment park; the (A5)first ride’s on me.
(E5)Don’t stop to ques tion
(F#5)if you’re gon na score.
(G5)Be ing young and stu pid is what Sat ur day is for.
It’s what (B5)Sat ur day is for.
And it’s Sat ur (Whoa, day night, oh, oh, oh.
Sat ur Whoa, day night, oh, oh, oh.
Sat ur Whoa, day night oh, in oh, the oh, cit oh.
y.
It’s Sat ur Whoa, day night, oh, oh, oh.
Sat ur Whoa, day oh, night, oh, oh.
Sat ur Whoa, day night oh, in oh, the oh, cit oh.
y.
Tell the night to save its (Ab)moon (Bb)light.
Tell the (Absus2)birds not to (Bb)sing.
Tell your self that you must have been out of your mind,
’cause it’s (Bb7sus4)not that kind,
no, it’s not that kind
of (Ebm)thing.
Sat (CN.C.)ur day night in the cit y.
Sat ur (Whoa, day night, oh, oh, oh.
Sat ur Whoa, day night, oh, oh, oh.
Sat ur Whoa, day night oh, in oh, the oh, cit oh.
y.
It’s Sat ur Whoa, day night, oh, oh, oh.
Sat ur Whoa, day oh, night, oh, oh.
Sat ur Oh.) day night in the cit (E5)y.
This page shows “Saturday Night In The City” by Matthew Sklar in our color-coded kid songbook view — every note is colored by pitch (red C, orange D, yellow E, green F, blue G, purple A, pink B) and the lyrics sit directly under each note, so children can sing along while they play. The song is in the key of Bb at 116 BPM, a slightly more challenging arrangement — practice each phrase slowly first.