The Heart Of Saturday Night Lyrics - The Very Best Of Diana Krall - Diana Krall

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' 

And you see the lights 

You get all tinglin' cause you're cruisin' with a 6 

And you're 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 

'Cause tonight'll be like nothin' 

You've ever seen 

And 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' 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 

Is the crack of the poolballs, 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. 

Makes it kind of special down in the core 

And you're dreamin' of them Saturdays that came before 

It's found you stumblin' 

Stumblin' onto the heart of Saturday night 

And you're stumblin' 

Stumblin onto the heart of Saturday night