Stand back momma and clear the floor
And ring your bell, close the door
I worked all week and I done alright
The fat cat's on next Saturday night
The drainpipe boogie, the shiny shoes
The fat back shuffle, the union blues
Don't cry momma, I love you still
But that fat cat's playing on Blueberry hill
It's a fat night
It's a fat night
Now you're doing, you're doing well
Come on momma, why don't you ring that bell
It's a fat night
Hold on momma, you're going too fast
Ease your motor, save your gas
Take it easy, make it slow
'Cause the fat cat's got no place to go
Watch out momma, I'm coming through
So burn your book, I'm through to you
I've worked all week, and I've done alright
'Cause that fat cat's playing, it's Saturday night
Saturday night
It's gonna be a fat night
It's a fat night
Now you're doing, you're doing well
You got the hammer, why don't you ring my bell
It's a fat night, and we're doing alright
It's a fat night, goodnight momma
It's gonna be a fat night.
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