Lyrics

Well... I was born on a Saturday Night My mama told me it would be alright She was wrong and then she died I was born on a Saturday Night Well... I was born with a beer in my hand Caught a lotta shit from my old man Even he could never understand That I was born with a beer in my hand I was born... (Whoa-oh, oh-oh) On a Saturday, on a Saturday Born (whoa-oh, oh-oh) On a Saturday, on a... Saturday night (Saturday night) Saturday night (Saturday night) Saturday night (Saturday night) S-S-Saturday night (Saturday night) Well... I was born on a Saturday Night I didn't get laid I got in a fight I looked my mother in the eye I was born on a Saturday Night Well... I was born in a leather jacket The doctor called me a faggot I let em all laugh and said I don't care I ain't never gonna cut my hair! I was born... (Whoa-oh, oh-oh) On a Saturday, on a Saturday Born (whoa-oh, oh-oh) On a Saturday, on a... Saturday night (Saturday night) Saturday night (Saturday night) Saturday night (Saturday night) S-S-Saturday night (Saturday night) On a Saturday night (Saturday night)