Ben E. King - Saturday Night at the Movies lyrics

Well, Saturday night at eight o'clock I know where I'm gonna go I'm a-gonna pick my baby up And take her to the picture show Everybody in the neighborhood Is dressing up to be there, too And we're gonna have a ball Just like we always do Saturday night at the movies Who cares what picture you see When you're hugging with your baby Last row in the balcony? Well, there's Technicolor and Cinemascope A cast out of Hollywood And the popcorn from the candy stand Makes it all seem twice as good There's always lots of pretty girls With figures they don't try to hide But they never can compare To the girl sitting by my side Saturday night at the movies Who cares what picture you see When you're hugging with your baby Last row in the balcony? Oh, Saturday night at the movies Who cares what picture you see When you're hugging with your baby Last row in the balcony? Whoa, Saturday night at the movies Who cares what picture you see When you're hugging with your baby Last row in the balcony? Yeah, Saturday night at the movies Who cares what...