You gassed her up behind the wheel   With your arm around your sweet one in your Oldsmobile   Barrelin' down the boulevard   Looking for the heart of Saturday night      Got paid on Friday and your pockets are jinglin'   And you see the lights, you get all tinglin'   'Cause you're cruisin' with a six   Looking for the heart of Saturday night      Comb your hair, pleads your face   Try to wipe out every trace   Of all the other days in the week   You know this'll be the Saturday reachin' your peak      Stop on the red, goin' on the green   Tonight'll be like nothin', you've ever seen   Barrelin' down the boulevard   Looking for the heart of Saturday night      Is it the crack of the poolballs, neon buzzin'?   Telephone's ringing, it's your second cousin   The barmaid that's smilin' from the corner of her eye   The magic of the melancholy tear in your eye      But that makes it kind of quiver down in the core   Dreamin' of them Saturdays that came before   And now you're stumblin', stumblin' onto the heart of Saturday night   Now you're stumbling, stumblin' onto the heart of Saturday night