Well, Saturday night
about eight o'clock
I know where
I'm gonna go
I'm gonna pick
my baby up
And take her
to the picture show
Everybody in the
neighbourhood
is dressing up to be there too..
And we're gonna have a ball
Just like we always do
Saturday night at the movies
who cares what
picture you see
When you're hugging
with your baby
In the last row of the balcony
Well, there's technicolour
and cinemascope
the best out of Hollywood
And the popcorn from
the candy-stand
makes it all seem
twice as good
There's always lots
of pretty girls
with figures they don't
try to hide
But they never can compare
to the girl sitting by my side
Saturday night at the movies
who cares what picture you see
When you're hugging
with your baby
in the last row of the balcony
Well, Saturday night
at the movies
who cares what picture you see
When you're hugging
with your baby
in the last row of the balcony
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
Saturday night at the movies
Who cares what
picture you see
When you're hugging
with your baby
in the last row of the balcony
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
Saturday night at the movies
who cares what
picture you see
When you're hugging
with your baby
in the last row of the balcony