Текст песни Tom Waits - (Looking For) The Heart of Saturday Nigh
Tom Waits - (Looking For) The Heart of Saturday Nigh слова песни
Well you gassed her upBehind the wheelWith your arm around your sweet oneIn your OldsmobileBarrelin` down the boulevardYou`re looking for the heart of Saturday nightAnd you got paid on FridayAnd your pockets are jinglin`And you see the lightsYou get all tinglin` cause you`re cruisin` with a 6And you`re looking for the heart of Saturday nightThen you comb your hairShave your faceTryin` to wipe out ev`ry traceAll the other days In the week you know that this`ll be the SaturdayYou`re reachin` your peakStoppin` on the redYou`re goin` on the green`Cause tonight`ll be like nothin`You`ve ever seenAnd you`re barrelin` down the boulevardLookin` for the heart of Saturday nightTell me is the crack of the poolballs, neon buzzin?Telephone`s ringin`; it`s your second cousinIs 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 beforeAnd now you`re stumblin`You`re stumblin` onto the heart of Saturday nightWell you gassed her upAnd you`re behind the wheel With your arm around your sweet oneIn your OldsmobileBarrellin` down the boulevard,You`re lookin` for the heart of Saturday nightIs the crack of the poolballs, neon buzzin?Telephone`s ringin`; it`s your second cousinAnd the barmaid is smilin` from the corner of her eyeMagic of the melancholy tear in your eye.Makes it kind of special down in the coreAnd you`re dreamin` of them Saturdays that came beforeIt`s found you stumblin`Stumblin` onto the heart of Saturday nightAnd you`re stumblin`Stumblin onto the heart of Saturday night