Well, Saturday night at eight o'clock
I know where I'm gonna go
I'm gonna pick my baby up
And take her to the picture show
Ev'rybody in the neighborhood
Is dressin' up to be there too
And we're gonna have a ball
Well, there's Technicolor and Cinemascope
And the popcorn from the candy store
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 sittin' by my side
Oh, Saturday night at the movies
Who cares what pic ture you see
When you're huggin' with your baby
In the last row in the balcony
Saturday night at the movies
Who cares what pic ture you see
When you're huggin' with your baby
In the last row in the balcony
