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Saturday's boys live life with insults
Drink lots of beer and wait for halftime results
Afternoon tea in the light-a-bite, chat up the girls, they dig it
Saturday's girls work in Tescos and Woolworths
Wear cheap perfume 'cause it's all they can afford
Go to discos, they drink baby cham
Talk to Jan in bingo accents

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Saturday's kids play one arm bandits
They never win but that's not the point is it
Dip in silver paper when their pints go flat
How about that? Far out, mate!
Their mums and dads smoke Capstan no filters
Wallpaper lives 'cause they all die of cancer
What goes on? What goes wrong?

Save up their monеy for a holiday
To Selsey Bill or Bracklesham Bay
Think about thе future, when they'll settle down
Marry the girl next door, with one on the way
These are the real creatures that time has forgot
Not given a thought, it's the system
Hate the system, what's the system?

Saturday's kids live in council houses
Wear V-necked shirts and baggy trousers
Saturday's kids live in council houses
Wear V-necked shirts and baggy trousers

Drive Cortinas fur trimmed dashboards
Stains on the seats, in the back, of course

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