Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Big Boy on a Saturday Night, artist - Kirsty MacColl. Date of issue: 04.10.1993
Song language: English
Big Boy on a Saturday Night |
| 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 |