The Heart Of Saturday Night
Tom Waits Lyrics
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Behind the wheel
With your arm around your sweet one
In your Oldsmobile
Barrelin' down the boulevard
You're looking for the heart of Saturday night
And you got paid on Friday
And you see the lights
You get all tinglin' cause you're cruisin' with a six
And you're looking for the heart of Saturday night
Then you comb your hair
Shave your face
Tryin' to wipe out ev'ry trace
All the other days
In the week you know that this'll be the Saturday
You're reachin' your peak
Stoppin' on the red
You're goin' on the green
'Cause tonight'll be like nothin'
You've ever seen
And you're barrelin' down the boulevard
Lookin' for the heart of Saturday night
Tell me is the crack of the pool balls, neon buzzin'?
Telephone's ringin', it's your second cousin
Is it the barmaid that's smilin' 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 dreamin' of them Saturdays that came before
And now you're stumblin'
You're stumblin' onto the heart of Saturday night
Well you gassed her up
And you're behind the wheel
With your arm around your sweet one
In your Oldsmobile
Barrellin' down the boulevard
You're lookin' for the heart of Saturday night
Is this the crack of the pool balls, neon buzzin'?
Telephone's ringin', it's your second cousin
And the barmaid is smilin' 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 dreamin' 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
Mhm, mhm
The lyrics in Tom Waits's song The Heart of Saturday Night are a nostalgic ode to the excitement and anticipation of weekend nights. The song appears to be describing the experience of young adults in the mid-twentieth century, cruising down the boulevard in their car, looking for a good time. The opening lines set the scene, as the singer and his partner are driving and searching for the "heart" of Saturday night. The lyrics capture the thrill of payday and the excitement of heading out for an evening of fun. The repetition of the phrase "heart of Saturday night" emphasizes the importance of this particular night, as if it is the one night in the week that truly matters.
The song captures the small details of the night, such as combing your hair and shaving your face, in preparation for a night out. The singer sees the lights of the town and his pockets are jingling with his paycheck. However, the lyrics also touch on a deeper sense of longing and melancholy, suggesting that the excitement of the night might be rooted in memories of past Saturdays. The crack of the pool balls and the glow of neon lights provide a sensory backdrop to the scene of the barmaid smiling at the singer. The chorus repeats with the singer stumbling onto the "heart" of the night, suggesting that this experience is not a predictable or planned one, but rather a spontaneous and magical moment.
Line by Line Meaning
Well you gassed her up
You fueled up your car
Behind the wheel
You got in the driver's seat
With your arm around your sweet one
You've got your arm around your significant other
In your Oldsmobile
You're driving your classic car
Barrelin' down the boulevard
You're driving down the boulevard recklessly
You're looking for the heart of Saturday night
You're searching for excitement and adventure on a Saturday night
And you got paid on Friday
You received your paycheck on Friday
And your pockets are jinglin'
You have money in your pockets
And you see the lights
You see the lights of the city
You get all tinglin' cause you're cruisin' with a six
You feel excited because you're driving a car with a V6 engine
Then you comb your hair
You fix your hair
Shave your face
You shave your face
Tryin' to wipe out ev'ry trace
You're attempting to forget the past week's troubles
All the other days
Every other day in the week
In the week you know that this'll be the Saturday
You know that this is the day you've been waiting for
You're reachin' your peak
You're reaching your highest point of enjoyment
Stoppin' on the red
You're stopping at the red light
You're goin' on the green
You're driving when the light turns green
'Cause tonight'll be like nothin'
Because tonight will be like nothing you've ever experienced before
You've ever seen
You've never seen anything like this before
Tell me is the crack of the pool balls, neon buzzin'?
Can you hear the sound of pool balls cracking and the neon lights buzzing?
Telephone's ringin', it's your second cousin
Your second cousin is calling you on the phone
Is it the barmaid that's smilin' from the corner of her eye?
Is the bartender smiling at you from the corner of her eye?
Magic of the melancholy tear in your eye
There's a touch of sadness in your eye
Makes it kind of quiver down in the core
You're feeling an intense emotion deep within you
'Cause you're dreamin' of them Saturdays that came before
You're yearning for past Saturdays
And now you're stumblin'
You're now feeling lost and unsure
You're stumblin' onto the heart of Saturday night
You're stumbling upon the true essence of what makes a Saturday night special
Is this the crack of the pool balls, neon buzzin'?
Again, can you hear the sound of pool balls cracking and the neon lights buzzing?
Telephone's ringin', it's your second cousin
Your second cousin is still calling you on the phone
And the barmaid is smilin' from the corner of her eye
The bartender is still smiling at you from the corner of her eye
Magic of the melancholy tear in your eye
You're still feeling a touch of sadness in your eye
Makes it kind of special down in the core
This makes the moment more meaningful and special to you
And you're dreamin' of them Saturdays that came before
You're still yearning for past Saturdays
It's found you stumblin'
You've finally reached the heart of the Saturday night
Stumblin' onto the heart of Saturday night
You've discovered what makes a Saturday night truly special
And you're stumblin'
You're still feeling lost and unsure
Stumblin' onto the heart of Saturday night
But you know now that you've found something truly special
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Written by: Thomas Alan Waits
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@TheAngus1980
I'm 25 and I just wish people of my age would listen more frequently to this kind of music, love you Tom.
@Vigilante311
Just take pride in the fact that you've got enough individuality and taste to go find great music by yourself instead of eating the chart topping shit sandwiches that are presented to you in modern times, all the best man
@willumashurst
I’m 17 and Tom is one of my favourite artists by far. only know one other person my age who has even heard his name.
@rosejanson5688
I'm 24 and I feel the exact same way that you do if that makes you feel any better lol. Just own yourself and have fun, I guarantee that people who you let into your life (if You're picky enough) will love this stuff too
@rosejanson5688
@@willumashurst sad, but good for you 💕 keep it up and you will die happy
@cheekybrewskitovarich
I'm 33 and I'm glad I've been listening since the early 90s, even more so that you're listening mate
@ericgershman9479
"Never saw my hometown till I stayed away too long..." One of those to-the-core type of lines. The album is a poetic masterpiece! One for the ages.
@christopherkimball350
its so true isn't it? The only way to see a place truly is to see other places.
@charlesdavis7461
@Christopher Kimball I agree with your interpretation, but the thing about poetry is that words mean what any person thinks. To me it was about missing the memories he had in his hometown.
@christopherkimball350
@charles davis I think you are right! I can easily see it meaning both things.