Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait So, um, uh, big guy, what do you want to do tonight? Uh, you know, my big boy is, uh, supposed to do all the stick writing Friday night videos TV? Again? No way! It's Friday night Sally's goin' out tonight Soon as the clock strikes one She's pickin' up Freddy and Jimmy and Joan And they're lookin' for some fun Well, there's a whole lotta nothin' goin' on There's a whole lotta nothin' goin' on Well, they can drive right around this whole damn town But there's a whole lotta nothin' goin' on A whole lotta nothin' goin' on Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Yo, babe, what's up with that five mil' Camaro you got on? Ooh, you look nice back in my hood Every damn place is a red light Every damn body's on drugs But if you got your heart set on goin' out Man, I hope you make a big bucks Well, there's a whole lotta nothin' goin' on There's a whole lotta nothin' goin' on Well, they can drive right around this whole damn town But there's a whole lotta nothin' goin' on A whole lotta nothin' goin' on Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh (Bang, zoom) Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Open the clubhouse, Paul Alice Martin, out, out Out Your brother's on the ground, burn him out, Alice Alice's four dejected friends Are slowly drivin' home They had about the worst time they ever did have And I know they ain't alone Twelve and change for parking And Andy Jackson just to get in Four seventy-five for each damn beer And a family dog follows them Well, there's a whole lotta nothin' goin' on Whole lotta nothin' goin' on Well, they can drive right around this whole damn town But there's a whole lotta nothin' goin' on A whole lotta nothin' goin' on Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh (Here we go again on a Saturday night) Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh (Sunday morning and nothin' looks right) Well, there's a whole lotta, whole lotta, whole lotta nothin' Whole lotta, whole lotta nothin' goin' on, man I can't stand it Where did my money go? What am I sittin' on? God, I gotta jog Uh, Spider-Dan, tell me where you at, huh? Scotty-Bob, come on, please Jimmy, Jimmy, Jimmy I'm with you, man I'm tired of being Saturday