Well, Saturday night at eight o'clock
I know where I'm gonna go
I'm a-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 in the balcony

Well, there's Technicolor and Cinemascope

A guest outta 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 in the balcony


Oh, Saturday night at the movies
Who cares what picture you see

When you're hugging with your baby
In the last row in the balcony


Whoa, Saturday night at the movies
Who cares what picture you see
When you're hugging with your baby

In the last row in the balcony