The Specials — Friday Night Saturday Morning Live at Le Bataclan

[Verse 1] Out of bed at 8 AM Out my head by half past 10 Out with mates and dates and friends And that's what I do at weekends I can't talk and I can't walk But I know where I'm going to go Gonna watch my money go At the Locarno, no [Verse 2] When my feet go through the door I know what my right arm is for I'll buy a drink and pull a chair Up to the edge of the dance floor Bouncers bouncing through the night They're trying to stop or start a fight I sit and watch the flashing lights The moving legs, footless tights [Chorus] I go out on Friday night and I come home on Saturday morning I go out on Friday night and I come home on Saturday morning [Verse 3] I like to venture into town I like to get a few drinks down I don't like life when things get dull The floor is packed, the bar is full The hen party have saved the night And freed themselves from drunken stags Having fun dancing in Circles 'round their leather bags, and [Chorus] I go out on Friday night and I come home on Saturday morning I go out on Friday night and I come home on Saturday morning [Verse 4] But 2 o'clock has come again Time to leave this paradise I hope the chip shop isn't closed Because their pies are really nice I'll eat it in the taxi queue Stand in someone else's spew Wish I had lipstick on my shirt Instead of piss stains on my shoes [Chorus] I go out on Friday night and I come home on Saturday morning I go out on Friday night and I come home on Saturday morning I go out on Friday night and I come home on Saturday morning I go out on Friday night and I come home on Saturday morning