Let me put my arms around your head
Gee, it`s hot, let`s go to bed
Don`t forget to turn on the light
Don`t laugh babe, it`ll be alright
Pour me out another phone
I`ll ring and see if your friends are home
Perhaps the strange ones in the dome
Can lend us a book we can read up alone

And try to get it on like once before
When people stared in Jagger`s eyes and scored
Like the video films we saw

His name was always Buddy
And he`d shrug and ask to stay
She`d sigh like Twig the Wonder Kid
And turn her face away

She`s uncertain if she likes him
But she knows she really loves him
It`s a crash course for the ravers
It`s a Drive-in Saturday

Jung the foreman prayed at work
That neither hands nor limbs would burst
It`s hard enough to keep formation with this fall out saturation
Cursing at the Astronette
Who stands in steel by his cabinet
He`s crashing out with Sylvian
The Bureau Supply for ageing men
With snorting head he gazes to the shore
Which once had raised a sea that raged no more
Like the video films we saw

His name was always Buddy
And he`d shrug and ask to stay
She`d sigh like Twig the Wonder Kid
And turn her face away

She`s uncertain if she likes him
But she knows she really loves him
It`s a crash course for the ravers
It`s a Drive-in Saturday
  (repeat chorus)

It`s a Drive-in Saturday (repeat)