Gonna Hoot And Holler Saturday Night

Well, Monday and Tuesday, work hard all day
Wednesday and Thursday, no time to play
Friday's when I get my pay
So I can ball Saturday night, sleep Sunday all day

I'm gonna hoot and holler Saturday night
Well, I'll hoot and holler Saturday night
I don't care if they charge a dollar
For that whiskey by the swaller
I'm gonna get real drunk and waller
Saturday night

Gonna give everybody a sip of wine
Treat the piccolo to a great big dime
Gonna drink myself a whole quart of gin
And let the good times roll 'til the cops come in

I'm gonna hoot and holler Saturday night
Yes, I'll hoot and holler Saturday night
While I'm coolin' with Miss Molly
I'll be real warm in the collar
If anybody starts to fight
Saturday night

All you boys keep a sharp eye on your chicks
I'll be standing close by with a bag full of tricks
Gonna steal me a girl and ball the jack
Then I'll hoot and holler 'til I blow my stack

If anybody gets full of that old Gennesee Stout
Wanna do some knockin' down, maybe a little draggin' out
Don't come to me talkin' all out of your head
I got a big.45 to make sure that you're dead

I'm gonna raise me a ruckus Saturday night
Well, I'm gonna raise me a ruckus Saturday night
Now, when that piano man starts thumpin'
I'll have everybody jumpin'
I'll be in there bootin' and shootin'
Saturday night

I'll raise me a ruckus Saturday night