The Drifters - Saturday night at the movies
Tekst: Cynthia Weil / Muziek: Barry Mann
(1964)






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
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 on the balcony



Well, there’s technicolor and cinemascope
A cast out of Hollywood
And the popcorn from the candy stand
It 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



Saturday night at the movies
Who cares what picture you see
When you’re hugging with your baby in the last row on the balcony



Well, Saturday night at the movies
Who cares what picture you see
When you’re hugging with your baby in the last row on the balcony



Yeah, yeah, yeah, Saturday night at the movies
Who cares what picture you see
When you’re hugging with your baby in the last row on the balcony



Yeah, Saturday night at the movies
Who cares what picture you see
When you’re hugging with your baby in the last row on the balcony









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