Verse 1
Well, Saturday night at 8 o’clock
I know where I’m gonna go
I’m a-gonna pick my baby up
And take her to the picture show
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Everybody in the neighborhood
Is dressin’ up to be there, too
And we’re gonna have a ball
Just like we always do
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Chorus
Saturday night at the movies
Who cares what picture you see
When you’re huggin’ with your baby
In the last row of the balcony?
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Verse 2
Well, there’s Technicolor and Cinemascope
A cast out of Hollywood
And the popcorn from the candy stand
Makes it all seem twice as good
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There’s alway lots of pretty girls
With figures they don’t try to hide
But they never can compare
To the girl sittin’ by my side
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Chorus