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, night, oh, oh, oh.

Sat ur Whoa, night, oh, oh, oh.

Sat ur Whoa, night oh, in oh, oh, oh.

It’s Sat ur Whoa, night, oh, oh, oh.

ur Whoa, oh, oh, oh.

Sat ur Whoa, night oh, in oh, oh, oh.

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, night, oh, oh, oh.

Sat ur Whoa, night, oh, oh, oh.

Sat ur Whoa, night oh, in oh, oh, oh.

It’s Sat ur Whoa, night, oh, oh, oh.

ur Whoa, oh, oh, oh.

Sat ur Oh.) night in the cit (E5)y.