paroles de chanson The Heart of Saturday Night - Tom Waits
Well,
you
gassed
her
up
behind
the
wheel
With
your
arm
around
your
sweet
one
in
your
Oldsmobile
Barrelin'
down
the
boulevard
You're
lookin'
for
the
heart
of
Saturday
night
You
got
paid
on
Friday
And
your
pockets
are
jinglin'
and
you
see
the
lights
You
get
all
tinglin'
'cause
you're
cruisin'
with
a
6
You're
lookin'
for
the
heart
of
Saturday
night
Then
you
comb
your
hair,
shave
your
face
Tryin'
to
wipe
out
every
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
barrelin'
down
the
boulevard
You're
lookin'
for
the
heart
of
Saturday
night
Tell
me,
is
it
the
crack
of
the
pool
balls,
neon
buzzin'?
Telephone's
ringin',
it's
your
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
you're
dreamin'
of
them
Saturdays
that
came
before
And
now
you're
stumblin'
You're
stumblin'
onto
the
heart
of
Saturday
night
You
gassed
her
up
and
you're
behind
the
wheel
With
your
arm
around
your
sweet
one
in
your
Oldsmobile
Barrellin'
down
the
boulevard
You're
lookin'
for
the
heart
of
Saturday
night
Is
it
the
crack
of
the
pool
balls,
neon
buzzin'?
Telephone's
ringin',
it's
your
second
cousin
And
the
barmaid
is
smilin'
from
the
corner
of
her
eye
Magic
of
the
melancholy
tear
in
your
eye
Aches
this
kind
of
quiver
down
in
the
core
And
you're
dreamin'
of
them
Saturdays
that
came
before
It's
found
you're
stumblin'
You're
stumblin'
onto
the
heart
of
Saturday
night
And
you're
stumblin'
Stumblin'
onto
the
heart
of
Saturday
night
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