Heart of Saturday Night - Holly Cole

(Looking For) The Heart Of Saturday Night - Holly Cole
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
You got paid on friday
Your pockets are jinglin'
Then you see the lights
You get all tinglin' cause you're cruisin' with a 6
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
Tonight'll be like nothin'
Ever seen 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' the corner of her eye
Magic of the melancholy tear in your eye
Makes it kind of quiver down in the core
Dreamin' of those saturdays that came before
Now you're stumblin'
Stumblin' onto the heart of saturday night
Right now you're stumblin'
You're stumblin' onto the heart of saturday night
Oh you're stumblin'
Stumblin onto the heart of saturday night