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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 Aus Songtexte Mania