holly cole
heart of saturday night
Well you gassed her up Behind the wheel With your arm around your sweet one In your oldsmobile Barrelin' down the boulevard You're looking for the heart of saturday night  And you got paid on friday And your pockets are jinglin' And you see the lights You get all tinglin' cause you're cruisin' with a 6 And you're looking for the heart of saturday night  Then you comb your hair Shave your face Tryin' to wipe out ev'ry trace All the other days In the week you know that this'll be the saturday You're reachin' your peak  Stoppin' on the red You're goin' on the green 'cause tonight'll be like nothin' You've ever seen And you're barrelin' down the boulevard Lookin' for the heart of saturday night  Tell me is the crack of the poolballs, neon buzzin?  Telephone's ringin'; it's your second cousin Is it the barmaid that's smilin' from the corner of her eye?  Magic of the melancholy tear in your eye.  Makes it kind of quiver down in the core 'cause you're dreamin' of them saturdays that came before And now you're stumblin' You're stumblin' onto the heart of saturday night  Well you gassed her up And you're behind the wheel With your arm around your sweet one In your oldsmobile Barrellin' down the boulevard, You're lookin' for the heart of saturday night  Is the crack of the poolballs, neon buzzin?  Telephone's ringin'; it's your second cousin And the barmaid is smilin' from the corner of her eye Magic of the melancholy tear in your eye.  Makes it kind of special down in the core And you're dreamin' 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 