Heart Of Saturday Night 歌词

You know I gassed her up I'm behind the wheel With my arm around my baby In my oldsmobile And I'm cruisin' down the boulevard Looking for the heart of Saturday night I got paid on Friday And my pockets they're jingling The bright lights of the city I feel all a-tingling And I'm moving down the boulevard Looking for the heart of Saturday night Yeah Take my arm Looking for the heart of Saturday night Put on your tight french jeans Sweet baby blue Oo ia ia Here's looking at you Moving down the boulevard Looking at the heart of Saturday night You know I combed my hair And shaved my face I want to wipe out every trace Of all the other days in the week This gonna be the one night I'll be reachin' my peak Stop on the red Pick up on the green I'm gonna be the something You ain't never seen, babe Barrelling down the boulevard Looking for the heart of Saturday night Take my arm Yeah baby Moving down the boulevard Looking for the heart of Saturday night Is it the crack of the pool balls? The neon buzzin'? Is it the jazz man playing? Is it my second cousin? The bar maid is smiling in the corner of her eye Is it the melancholy tear that I see in her eye? It makes me kind of quiver Down in the corn Thinking of the saturdays That have gone down before Moving on down the boulevard Looking for the heart of Saturday night Yeah Oo la la Moving on down the boulevard Looking for the heart of Saturday night Looking for the heart of Saturday night I'm looking for the heart of Saturday night I'm looking for the heart of Saturday night