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 be a ball
Just like we always do.

A´ Saturday night at the movies,
Who cares what picture you see
when you´re huggin´ with your baby i
n the last row in the balcony?

There´s Technicolor and Cinemascope,
A cast out a Holly wood,
And the popcorn from the candy store,
Makes it all seem twice as good.
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.

A´ Saturday night at the movies,
Who cares what picture you see
when you´re huggin´ with your baby
in the last row in the balcony?

Movies are better than ever,
And just as dark as before,
And Saturday night when you´re with your baby,
Who could ask for anything more?

A´ Saturday night at the movies,
Who cares what picture you see
when you´re huggin´ with your baby
in the last row in the balcony?