Tom Waits - The Heart Of Saturday Night

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Now you gassed her up
Behind the wheel
With your arm around your sweet one
In your Oldsmobile
Barrelin? down the boulevard
You?re lookin? for the Heart of Saturday Night

An? you got paid on Friday
Your pockets a?jinglin?
Then you see the lights
An? you get all tinglin?
Cuz you?re cruisin? with a six
An? you?re lookin? for the Heart of Saturday Night

Then you comb your hair
You shave your face
Tryin? to wipe out every trace
Of all the other days
In the week
You know that this will be the Saturday
You?re reachin? your peak

Stoppin? on the red
Goin? on the green
Cuz tonight will be like nothin? you?ve ever seen
An? you?re barrelin? down the boulevard
An? you?re lookin? for the Heart of Saturday Night

An? tell me is it the crack of the pool balls
Neon buzzin?
Telephone's ringin? it?s your second cousin
An? is it the barmaid that?s smilin?
In the corner of her eye
Magic of the melancholy tear in your eye

Makes it kind a quiver
Down in the core
Cuz? your dreamin? of them Saturdays that came before
An? now you?re stumblin?
You?re stumblin? onto the Heart of Saturday Night

An? you gassed her up
An? you?re behind the wheel
With your arm around your sweet one
In your Oldsmobile
Barrelin? down the boulevard
You?re 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
An? the barmaid that?s smilin?
In the corner of her eye
Magic of the melancholy tear in your eye

Makes it kind a special
Down in the core
An? your dreamin? of them Saturdays that came before
It?s found you stumblin?
Stumblin? onto the Heart of Saturday Night
An? you?re stumblin?
Stumblin? onto the Heart of Saturday Night