Sat'd'y Barfly

Well, I was downtown cruisin' in my low slung cat
Diamond pin and a funky hat
Mohair suit and new white spats
Spot a juke joint blastin' and I cut my boost
Well, it’s Sat’d’y night and I’m hanging loose
I’m looking out to cut my juice
Well, I swing those doors and I bust right in
I see Louise there and I, I just grin
Unroll my hip, and shout, «Hey, gimme a gin!»
The band’s still wailin' and it’s 4 A. M
Me and Louise we’re just hangin' on in
We’re drinkin' wine now — they ran out of gin
We’re drunk as hell but we’re feeling fine
If we leave now then we’ll just have time
Where we goin' Louise, your place or mine?
Hoo, Sat’d’y night
What’s that Louise? What’s that in sight?
Little old Mustang, now we’re gonna pass on the right
Hey Mustang, we gotta wait all night
We gotta wait all night for you
Woah Louise, Sat’d’y night’s gonna do
Move a little closer there
Get up, get up and tighten out
Leave it out, Louise, leave it out