Текст Cliff Richard – Rip It Up

Well, Saturday night
And I just got paid
Fool about my money
Don’t try to save

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I’m gonna rock it up
I’m gonna rip it up
I’m gonna shake it up
I’m gonna ball it up
I’m gonna lock it up
At the ball tonight

Well, I got me a baby
And I won’t be late
Pick her up in my 88
A shag going down
By the social hall
When the joint starts jumping
Gonna have me a ball

Chorus

Well, along about ten
I’ll be flying high
I walk on out to
That groovy sky
But I don’t care
If I spend my dough
‘Cause tonight I’m gonna be

Chorus

Well, Saturday night
And I just got paid
Fool about my money
Don’t try to save
My heart says
Go, go, have a time
‘Cause it’s Saturday night
And, baby, I feel fine

Chorus