It's Saturday night, I'm feeling on song I think I'm alright, I know I'm all wrong The drink that I had, three hours ago Has been joined by fourteen others in a steady flow So let me walk straight, don't let me feel pain I'm gonna scratch cars, with my key again Cause when I go home, and fall on my bed If it doesn't leave my stomach, it'll split my head. Cause when I go home, and fall on my bed If it doesn't leave my stomach, it'll split my head. It's Saturday night, I'm feeling on song I think I'm alright, I know I'm all wrong The drink that I had, three hours ago Has been joined by fourteen others in a steady flow