(Looking For) The Heart of Saturday Night
Well you gassed her up, behind the wheel
Your arms around your sweet one, your Oldsmobile
Hailing down the boulevard
Looking for the heart of Saturday night
You got paid on Friday, your pockets are jinglin'
You see the lights you get all tinglin'
And you're cruisin' with a six
Looking for the heart of Saturday night
Then you comb your hair, shave your face
Tryin' to wash away ev'ry trace of all the other days
In the week you know that this'll be the Saturday
You're reachin' your peak
Stoppin' on reds, Goin' on greens
Tonight'll be like nothin', you've ever seen
And you're barrelin' down the boulevard
Lookin' for the heart of Saturday night
Is it the crack of the pool balls, neon buzzin'?
Telephone's ringin', it's your second cousin
The barmaid that's smilin' from the corner of her eye?
The magic of the melancholy tear in your eye
Makes ya kind of quiver down to your core
When you're dreamin' of them Saturdays that came before
And now you're stumblin'
Looking for the heart of Saturday night
You comb your hair, shave your face
Tryin' to wash away ev'ry trace of all the other days
In the week you know this'll be the Saturday
You're reachin' your peak
Stoppin' on reds, Goin' on green
Tonight'll be like nothin', you've ever seen
And now you're stumblin'
Looking for the heart of Saturday night
Yeah, you're stumblin'
Looking for the heart of Saturday night
Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm
Your arms around your sweet one, your Oldsmobile
Hailing down the boulevard
Looking for the heart of Saturday night
You got paid on Friday, your pockets are jinglin'
You see the lights you get all tinglin'
And you're cruisin' with a six
Looking for the heart of Saturday night
Then you comb your hair, shave your face
Tryin' to wash away ev'ry trace of all the other days
In the week you know that this'll be the Saturday
You're reachin' your peak
Stoppin' on reds, Goin' on greens
Tonight'll be like nothin', you've ever seen
And you're barrelin' down the boulevard
Lookin' for the heart of Saturday night
Is it the crack of the pool balls, neon buzzin'?
Telephone's ringin', it's your second cousin
The barmaid that's smilin' from the corner of her eye?
The magic of the melancholy tear in your eye
Makes ya kind of quiver down to your core
When you're dreamin' of them Saturdays that came before
And now you're stumblin'
Looking for the heart of Saturday night
You comb your hair, shave your face
Tryin' to wash away ev'ry trace of all the other days
In the week you know this'll be the Saturday
You're reachin' your peak
Stoppin' on reds, Goin' on green
Tonight'll be like nothin', you've ever seen
And now you're stumblin'
Looking for the heart of Saturday night
Yeah, you're stumblin'
Looking for the heart of Saturday night
Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm
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Writer(s): Tom Waits
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