(Looking For) The Heart Of Saturday Night Lyrics

Well, you ga*sed her up behind the wheel
With your arm around your sweet in your Oldsmobile
Barrelin' down the boulevard
Lookin' for the heart of Saturday night

You got paid on Friday, your pockets are jinglin'
You see the lights and you get all a tinglin'
'Cause you're cruisin' with a six
You're lookin' for the heart of Saturday night

Now you comb your hair, shaved your legs
Tryin' to wipe out ev'ry trace
Of all the other days in the week
This will be the Saturday, you're reachin' your peak

You're stoppin' on the red, goin' on the green
'Cause tonight'll be like nothin' to you've ever seen
Barrelin' down the boulevard
Lookin' for the heart of Saturday night

Is the crack of the pool balls, neon buzzin'?
The telephone's ringin', it's your second cousin
The barmaid is smilin' from the corner of her eye
She's got magic of the melancholy tear in her eye

And it makes you kind of special down in the core
'Cause you're dreamin' of the Saturdays that came before
And it got you stumblin'
Onto the heart of Saturday night

So you ga*sed her up behind the wheel
With your arm around your sweet one in your Oldsmobile
Barrelin' down the boulevard
Lookin' for the heart of Saturday night

You go barrelin' down the boulevard
Lookin' for the heart of Saturday night
Go barrelin' down the boulevard
Lookin' for the heart of Saturday night