THE HEART OF SATURDAY NIGHT             TOM WAITS

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Well you're gassed up, behind the wheel

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With your arms around your sweet one in your oldsmobile

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Hailing down the boulevard, you're lookin' for the heart of Saturday night

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You got paid on Friday and your pockets are janglin'

    Bm

And then you see the lights, you get all tinglin'

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& you're cruisin' with a six, you're looking for the heart of Saturday night





Chorus 1

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Then you comb your hair, shave your face, trying to wipe out every trace

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Of all the other days in the week, you know

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That this'll be the Saturday you're reaching your peak





Stoppin' on the red, goin on the green,

Cos the night'll be like nothin' you've ever seen

& you're barrellin' down the boulevard, lookin' for the heart of Sat. night



Chorus 2

Tell me is the crack of the pool balls, neon buzzin'

Telephone ringing it's  your second cousin

Is it the barmaid that's smilin' out of the corner of her eye

The magic or the melancholy tear in your eye



Makes it kinda quiver, down in the cold

Cos you're dreaming of them Saturday's that came before

& now you're stumblin', stumblin' onto the heart of Saturday night



And you've gassed her up, and you're behind the wheel

With your arm around your sweet one in your oldsmobile,

Hailing down the boulevard, you're looking for the heart of Sat. night



Chorus 2



Makes it kinda special, down in the cold

And you're dreaming of them Saturdays that came before

It's found you stumblin', stumblin' onto the heart of Saturday night

And you're stumblin', stumblin' onto the heart of Saturday night.