(Looking For) The Heart Of Saturday Night

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