Accords et paroles The Heart Of Saturday Night Tom Waits

The Heart Of Saturday Night

Tom Waits

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Well you gassed her up behind the wheel
With your arm around your sweet one in your Oldsmobile
Barrellin' down the boulevard your lookin' 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 your cruisin' with a 6                    
And you're lookin' for the heart of Saturday night.                   
Then you comb your hair shave your face tryin' to wipe out ev'ry trace
Of 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 barrellin' down the boulevard         
Lookin' for the heart of Saturday night.                              
And tell me is it the crack of the pool balls neon buzzin'?
Telephone ringin'; it's you're 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 your dreamin' of them Saturdays that came before
And now you're stumblin' you're stumblin' on to the heart of Saturday night.
Well you gassed her up behind the wheel
With your arm around your sweet one in your Oldsmobile
Barrellin' down the boulevard your lookin' for the heart of Saturday Night.
And tell me is it the crack of the pool balls neon buzzin'?
Telephone ringin'; it's you're 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 special down in the core                 
'Cause your dreamin' of them Saturdays that came before
it's found you stumblin' you're stumblin' on to the heart of Saturday night.
And you're stumblin' you're stumblin' on to the heart of Saturday night.

The Heart Of Saturday Night

Tom Waits