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Tom Waits - The Heart Of Saturday Night Tom Waits - The Heart Of Saturday Night |
Transpozícia: [+1 +2 -1 -2] *** Autor textu: Tom Waits *** Autor hudby: T, W. |
DWell you're gassed up, behind the wheel
With your Bmarms around your sweet one in your oldsmobile
EmHailing down the boulevard, you're Alookin' for the heart of Saturday niDght
DYou got paid on Friday and your pockets are janglin'
And Bmthen you see the lights, you get all tinglin'Em A
D& you're cruiEmsin' with a six, you're lookAing for the heart of Saturday night
CHORUS 1:
Then you coGmb your hair, Ashave your face, Dtrying to wipe out every trace
Of aGll the other days Emin the week, you know
That thiAs'll be the Saturday you're reaching your peak
Stoppin' on the red, goin on the green,`Cos the night'll be like nothin' you've ever seen
& you're barrellin' down the boulevard, lookin' for the heart of Satùrday night
CHORUS 2:
Tell me is the crack of the pool balls, neon buzzin'
Telephone ringing it's your second cousin
Is it the barmaid that's smilin' out of the corner of her eye
The magic or the melancholy tear in your eye
Makes it kinda quiver, down in the cold
Cos you're dreaming of them Saturday's that came before
and now you're stumblin', stumblin' onto the heart of Saturday night
And you've gassed her up, and you're behind the wheel
With your arm around your sweet one in your oldsmobile,
Hailing down the boulevard, you're looking for the heart of Saturday night
CHORUS 2:
Makes it kinda special, down in the cold
And you're dreaming 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.
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