Ooh, yeah, alright

Well, you gassed her up, you're behind the wheel

With your arm around your sweet thing in your Ford mobile

Barrelling down the boulevard

Lookin' for the heart of Saturday night

You got paid on Friday, your pockets are jangling

Then you see the lights, lord, how you get all tingling

Cruisin' with a six, yeah

Lookin' for the heart of Saturday night

Then you comb your hair, shave your face

Tryin' 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

Stoppin' on the red, goin' on the green

'Cause the night'll be like nothing, boy, that you have ever seen, yeah

Barrelling down the boulevard

Lookin' for the heart of Saturday night

Yeah, you're cruisin' down the boulevard

Lookin' for the heart of Saturday night, ooh

Solo

Is it the crack of the pool balls, neon buzzin'

The telephone's ringin', it's a second cousin

Is it the barmaid that's smilin' from the corner of her eye

The magic or the melancholy tear in your eye

Makes it kind of quiver down in the cold

'Cause you're dreamin' of them Saturdays that came before

Now you're stumblin'

Stumblin' on the heart of Saturday night

Now you're stumblin' down

Stumblin' on the heart of Saturday night

Yeah, you're stumblin'

Stumblin' on the heart of Saturday night, yeah, oh yeah

Solo