Текст (слова) песни: Jerry Jeff Walker - (Lookin` For) The Heart Of Saturday Nigh
Tom Waits
Yeah, you gassed her up, You`re behind the wheel Arm around your sweet one, In your Oldsmobile Barrelin` down the Boulevard, Looking for the heart of Saturday night.
You got paid on Friday, Pockets a jinglin`. See the lights of town, You get all tinglin` As you cruisin` with a six pack, Just lookin` for the heart of Saturday night.
Comb your hair, shave your face, Tryin` to wipe out every trace Of all the other days in the week. This will be the Saturday You`re reachin` your peak.
Stoppin` on red, goin` on green, Tonight will be like nuthin` That you`ve ever seen, As you`re barrelin` down the boulevard, Looking for the heart of Saturday night.
Is it the crack of the pool balls, (same as "comb your hair...") The neon buzzin`. The telephone`s ringin`, It`s your second cousin. The barmaid`s smilin` In the corner of her eye, The magic of that melancoly tear in your eye.
Gotcha kinda quiverin` Down in the core; Dreamin` of them Saturdays That came before, That`s found you stumblin`, Stumblin` under the heart of Saturday night. Just stumblin` under the heart of Saturday night.
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