Groovin'
Willie Mitchell
3:00Well, 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