Credits

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
De La Soul
De La Soul
Stimme und Gesang
Q-Tip
Q-Tip
Stimme und Gesang
Vinia Mojica
Vinia Mojica
Stimme und Gesang
Charlie Brown
Charlie Brown
Stimme und Gesang
Posdnuos
Posdnuos
Stimme und Gesang
Russell Simmons
Russell Simmons
Stimme und Gesang
Trugoy the Dove
Trugoy the Dove
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Kelvin Mercer
Kelvin Mercer
Songwriter:in
David Jude Jolicoeur
David Jude Jolicoeur
Songwriter:in
Vincent Mason
Vincent Mason
Songwriter:in
Paul Huston
Paul Huston
Songwriter:in
Barry Alan Gibb
Barry Alan Gibb
Songwriter:in
Raymond Earl
Raymond Earl
Songwriter:in
Scott Miller
Scott Miller
Songwriter:in
Kim Miller
Kim Miller
Songwriter:in
Bernard Edwards
Bernard Edwards
Songwriter:in
Nile Rodgers
Nile Rodgers
Songwriter:in
Kamaal Fareed
Kamaal Fareed
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
De La Soul
De La Soul
Produzent:in
Prince Paul
Prince Paul
Produzent:in
Al Watts
Al Watts
Mischtechniker:in
Chris Irwin
Chris Irwin
Mischtechniker:in
Tom Coyne
Tom Coyne
Mastering-Ingenieur:in

Songteksten

Girl meets boy on Thursday night
Boy was high, girl fly like kite
They hold hands until next day
Boy, then let’s go hit his way
Boy rules butt, brags to his boys
Erection brings bad boy joys
Boy thinks of that big fat back
Big black fat love, big black fat
Girl calls boy to stand him up on Saturday
Saturday
Saturday, it's a Saturday
It's a Saturday, it's a Saturday
Saturday, it's a Saturday
Saturday, it's a Saturday
Back once more with the wallop in the score
Sponsored by the riff, should I make you rock your hip
Reviver of the roller-boogie in a rink
And sure to make you think about the times
To scope fun instead of fights
But diving from a piece of metal sure to take your life
Yo, slip your butt to the fix of this mix
Toss that briefcase, it's time to let loose
'Cause you've worked like heck to get the weekend check
So unfasten that slip around your neck
Connected like a vibe from the wheel to the foot
Come on everybody, dig the funky output
Five days you work
One whole day to play
Come on everybody, wear your roller-skates today
It's Saturday, Saturday
Saturday, it's Saturday
Saturday, it's Saturday
Saturday, it's Saturday-ay-ay-ay
Is the word, is the word, is the word, is the word
Now, as you pump your fist, I reminisce
To a bounce, rock, skate, roll fest to impress
Hey, pretty diamond, do you like the way I'm dressed?
Cool, keep the faith and be my mate
'Cause all we need is feet
And roller-skates
But promote the hustle 'cause it keeps me thin
No need to talk, look who just walked in
Is there a Dred on skates?
Yes, man
So kick the wham on this jam
Oh, Mr. Sprinkler, Mr. Sprinkler
Wet me for one, Mr. Sprinkler
I'm heatin', high-five in a daze, no split
With a yawn, I trip to the dawn
Out comes the bodies following the one idea
It's clear, rattle to the roll
Hold back up the track, grab your rollerskates, y'all
And let's zip on by
Zip-a-de-doo-dah, let's zip on by
Feed on a weed and we're feelin' high
Sun is on thick and the cheese is rollin' quick
Come on, there's no time to hide
Season is twist, spinning and winning
No hackensack, let-let me in
Spill on the bottom away, but it's okay, huh
It's a Saturday
Now, let's all get baked like Anita
Watch Mr. Lawnge, don't look at the peter
Feel on the fun, I'll feel on the
Hey, watch that
It's a Saturday
Now is the time
To act the fool tonight
Forget about your worries and you will be all right
It's Saturday, Saturday
Saturday, it's Saturday
Saturday, it's Saturday
Saturday, it's Saturday-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay
Saturday
Saturday
Saturday
Saturday
Saturday
Saturday
Saturday
Saturday
Written by: Barry Alan Gibb, Bernard Edwards, David Jude Jolicoeur, Kamaal Ibn Fareed, Kelvin Mercer, Kim Miller, Nile Rodgers, Paul Huston, Raymond Earl, Rod Mathews, Scott Miller, Vincent Mason
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