Jim Gordon - (Looking for) the Heart of Saturday Night lyrics

Well you ga**ed her up, behind your wheel With your arm on your sweet one in your Oldsmobile Barrelin' down the boulevard Looking for the heart of Saturday night And you got paid on Friday, your pockets are jingling Then you see the lights and you get all tingling Cause you're cruising with a six You're looking for the heart of Saturday night Then you comb your hair, you shave your face Trying to wipe out every trace Of 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 will be like nothing you've ever seen And you're barreling down the boulevard You're looking for the heart of Saturday night Tell me, is it 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 You ga**ed 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 it 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