Saturday Night

by The Lonely Island http://www.thelonelyisland.com/ Lyrics: Hey what's up, man? Nothin. You'll never guess what happened. Check it: last Saturday, my main chicken was like, "You need to take me out for a bubble bath, oil massage, and candlelight dinner!" Oh, oh hell nah! That's what I was sayin, I had to tell her like this: Saturday night is not for romance You've got all week to get into girls' pants Got ladies in the UK and ladies in France But Saturday night I'm in my B-Boy Stance Now... Saturday night is the night after Friday I'm thinkin bout fly-ass girls out on the highway I push my 'celerator and beep my horn It's not a night for dancing, a night for porn Jerkin in the bathroom then coolin with my fellas I'm duckin these broads like rain to umbrellas Saturday night ain't time for the chicks It's time for the fellas to watch porno flicks I'm pokin through, I hope no one can tell I'll go in the bathroom, ring my own bell Ring the alarm, but I'm not The Fu-Schnickens It's Saturday night and I'm dodgin these chickens Wake up on Sunday, taste dude in my mouth Monday back home, the chick's in the house Tuesday now I'm back with my girl Never let her know about my Saturday world Ah... Saturday night is not for romance You've got all week to get into girls' pants Got ladies in the UK and ladies in France But Saturday night I'm in my B-Boy Stance Chillin with the girls can be pretty cool But kickin it with the fellas is a different world A girl can never understand what it's like to be me I stand up while they sit to go pee Well it's guys' night out and I'm feelin real horny Roll to the store for a case of forties Inhibitions go straight out the window Let's explore our bodies and smoke some endo I'd rather watch tv and drink my Jack Than spend my whole Saturday on hittin from the back Sure it's all good to get your snuggle on But I'm a dude for all dudes and my word is bond Yeah his word is bond like the powder for your testes I'm sweet on my boys like a melted bar of Nestlé I'm down for my dudes and it's more than male bonding Our fingers in the ass and men are responding Well... Saturday night is not for romance You've got all week to get into girls' pants Got ladies in the UK and ladies in France But Saturday night I'm in my B-Boy Stance Even though guys are better to bang Girls stay nice like Michael Chang Michael Chang don't win a lotta Grand Slams But his attitude is good so he's the man When we rhyme about tennis you know we'll always be drunk My man Michael Chang's got legs like a tree trunk Michael Chang, he's down with us We've never hung out but we like him a lot Even though he looks young, on the tour he's a veteran A genuine role model Asian American C to the H to the A-N-G Everyone looks tall from his POV He may not know the feeling of victory But he's got a lotta H-E-A-R-T We've never met Chang, and that's alright He can still sleep over on a Saturday night Sat-sat-sat-sat Saturday night is not for romance It's a day for us to get into dudes' pants Whether it be Kirk, Michael Chang, or Lance Saturday night I'm in my B-Boy Stance I'm in my b-boys' pants (I love these pants)