Big Boy On A Saturday Night Lyrics - Singles - Kirsty Maccoll

(kirsty maccoll/mark e. nevin) 

The last of england's spoiled brats 

Grand order of the gutter rats 

A big fish in a public house 

You're never going to learn to shut your mouth 

A silly pseudo lager lout 

With nothing much to shout about 

Spent hours looking in the mirror 

Trying to perfect the perfect pout 

Now take the spotlight 

And pause for your applause 

Well my oh my you're such a big boy 

On a saturday night 

You try but there is always something 

Something not right inside 

There's always someone 

Somebody else to take 

The power and the glory 

All for themselves 

With you I suffered heaven knows 

Although we never came to blows 

It's just as well 'cos I can tell 

I would have wiped the floor with you 

You don't like 'them' you don't like 'us' 

You make me laugh but seriously 

I look at you what do I see? 

A clapped out nazi with a blunderbuss 

So take the spotlight 

And pause for your applause 

Well my oh my you're such a big boy 

On a saturday night 

You try but there is always something 

Something not right inside 

There's always someone 

Somebody else to take 

The power and the glory 

All for themselves 

So take the stage and 

Let's have a great big hand now 

My oh my you're such a big boy 

On a saturday night 

That's when you really know they love you 

When somebody else will feed your face 

And kiss your arse 

And wonder where the time flew past 

Oh yes my darling's such a 

Big boy on a saturday night