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(Looking For) The Heart Of Saturday Night

by Keith Harkin

on Keith Harkin - Track By Track (2012), Keith Harkin (2012)

Well, you gassed her up behind the wheel
With your arm around your sweet one
In your Oldsmobile, barreling down the boulevard
You're looking for the heart of Saturday night

And you got paid on Friday
And your pockets are jingling and you see the lights
You get all tingling 'cause you're cruising with a six
And you're looking for the heart of Saturday night

Then you comb your hair, shave your face
Trying to wipe out ev'ry trace, all the other days
In the week you know that this'll be the Saturday
You're reaching your peak

Stopping on the red, you're going on the green
'Cause tonight'll be like nothing you've ever seen
And you're barreling down the boulevard
Looking for the heart of Saturday night

Tell me, is the crack of the pool-balls, neon buzzing?
Telephone's ringing, it's your second cousin
Is it the barmaid that's smiling 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 dreaming of them Saturdays that came before
And now you're stumbling
You're stumbling 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, barreling down the boulevard
You're looking for the heart of Saturday night

Is the crack of the pool-balls, neon buzzing?
Telephone's ringing, it's your second cousin
And the barmaid is smiling 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 dreaming of them Saturdays that came before
It's found you stumbling
Stumbling onto the heart of Saturday night
And you're stumbling
Stumbling onto the heart of Saturday night