Sat'd'y Barfly

[J. Whitney / R. Chapman]

Well I was downtown cruisin' in my low slung cat

Diamond pin and a funky hat

Mohair suit and new white spats

Spot a juke joint blastin' and I cut my boost

Well it's Sat'd'y night and I'm hanging loose

I'm looking out to cut my juice

Well I swing those doors and I bust right in

I see Louise there and I just grin

Unroll my hip, and shout Hey gimme a gin

The band's still wailin' and it's 4 a.m.

Me and Louise we're just hangin' on in

We're drinkin' wine now - they ran out of gin

We're drunk as hell but we're feeling fine

If we leave now then we'll just have time

Where we goin' Louise, your place or mine?

Hoo, Saturday night...

What's that Louise, what's that in sight?

Little old Mustang, now we're gonna pass on the right

Hey Mustang, we gotta wait all night for you

We gotta wait all night for you

Woah Louise, Saturday night's gonna do

Move a little closer, get up, get up and tighten up

Leave it out, Louise, leave it out