Текст песни (Looking For) The Heart Of Saturday Night (Madeleine Peyroux) с переводом

Well you gassed 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 gassed 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

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