Saturday Night in the City

When the weekend rolls around I hound the hottest spots
 My favorite club'll
 Always double
 All my vodka shots
 Got my skin tight bustier and plastic crucifix
 Tonight we're gonna party like its 1986!
 'Cause it's saturday night
 Saturday night
 Saturday night in the city
 It's saturday night
 Saturday night
 Saturday night in the city
 One you're past the velvet ropes your wildest dreams come true
 The dance floor smoke
 A bump of coke
 And everything taboo
 I got a pair a'parachute pants that grandma got me to wear
 Can't wait till chicks start flocking to my flock of seagulls hair
 New york is reserved for the rich proud
 But here comes the bridge and tunnel crowd
 And it's saturday night
 Saturday night
 Saturday night in the city
 It's saturday night
 Saturday night
 Saturday night in the city
 Out on the prowl
 And dressed impress
 Hoping sunday morning you'll have sins to confess
 Goths, punks, and posers
 And yuppie snobs galore
 Everybody's equal when they're thrashing on the floor
 'Cause it's saturday night
 Saturday night
 Saturday night in the city
 It's saturday night
 Saturday night
 Saturday night in the city
 Look at the wedding singer go! Holly is gonna rock his world tonight!
 Wow, she's kinda into him.
 Anything wrong, baby?
 Why would anything be wrong? Let's get drunk!
 Whoa, whoa
 Saturday night in the city
 Hey, Glen and I got engaged!
 Yeah, you told us that.
 Is she okay?
 She seems a little tipsy...
 I'm not tipsy!
 I'm hammered!
 Okay, baby, time to go home.
 Maybe I should go help Glen.
 Forget him! Forget everybody!
 Check out the view
 You'll like what you see
 My body's an amusement park, the first ride's on me
 Don't stop to question
 If you're gonna score
 Being young and stupid is what saturday is for
 It's what saturday is for!
 And it's saturday night night
 Saturday night
 Saturday night in the city
 It's saturday night
 Saturday night
 Saturday night in the city
 That wasn't anything like that kiss you gave Julia.
 Holly...
 I can't believe I never noticed it.
 What?
 You have a thing for Julia.
 No, I don't.
 HOLLY
 Robbie. She's marrying Glen.
 I told you some air would make you feel better.
 You are, like, so awesome. And your hair is... so hard.
 Uh-huh.
 The valet's pulling the car around.
 We'll get you home and in bed.
 Tell the night to save it's moonlight
 Tell the birds not to sing
 Tell yourself that you must have been out of your mind
 'Cause it's night that kind
 No it's not that kind of thing
 Saturday night in the city
 Saturday night
 Saturday night
 Saturday night in the city
 It's saturday night
 Saturday night
 Saturday night in the city!