We were the dudes and the dudes were we
We do, we do
Do you remember the Saturday gigs?
(Oh dear, oh boy, oh boy, oh boy, oh boy)
Do you remember the Saturday gigs?
But you got off on those Saturday gigs
Did you see the suits and the platform boots?
Goodbye, goodbye
Bust a few seats but it's just in fun
Float up to the roundhouse
In seventy-one all the people come
And we got off on those Saturday gigs
And we did, we did
And we did, we did
But then we went to Croydon
But now the kids pay a couple of quid
A fairy tale on sale
And we got off on those Saturday gigs
'Cause they need it just the same
We didn't much like dressing up no more
We do, we do
We play better than they do
And you did, you did
In seventy we all agreed
A king's road flat was the place to be
On a Sunday afternoon
Goodbye, goodbye
In seventy-four on the Broadway tour
We do, we do
Do you remember the Saturday gigs?
In seventy-two was born to lose
Don't wanna be hip but thanks for a great trip
Oh, seventy-three was a jamboree
Do you remember the Saturday gigs?
'Cause you did, you did
Goodbye, goodbye
We do, we do
The tickets for the fantasy were twelve and six a time
In the world for company
We slipped down snakes into yesterday's news
I was ready to quit
'Cause you got off on those Saturday gigs
'Cause Chelsea girls are the best
Take the Mick out of top of the pops
It's all a game, a grown-up game
