Autoscroll
1 Column 
Text size
Transpose 0
Tuning: E A D G B E
[Intro]
DYeah, you gassed her up D7You?re behind the wheel GArm around your sweet one in your Oldsmobile EmBarrelin? down the boulevard ALooking for the heart of DSaturday night
DYou got paid on Friday D7Pockets a jinglin' GYou see the lights of town, you get all tinglin' As you Emcruisin' with a six pack Just Alookin? for the heart of DSaturday night
GComb your hair, Ashave your face DTryin? to wipe out every trace Of Gall the other days EmIn the week AThis'll be the Saturday you're reachin? your peak
DStoppin' on red D7Goin? on a green GTonight will be like nothin' you've ever seen As you're Embarrellin' down the boulevard ALookin' for the heart of DSaturday night
GIs it the crack of the pool balls AThe neon buzzin DThe telephones ringing, it's your second cousin The Gbarmaids smilin? in the corner of her eye The Emmagic of that melancholy Atear in your eye
DGotcha kinda quiverin D7Down in the core GDreamin? of them Saturday's that came before EmThat?s found you stumblin' AStumblin' under the heart of DSaturday night
DLike when you've gassed her up D7Behind the wheel GArm around your sweet one, in your Oldsmobile EmBarreling down the boulevard ALooking for the heart of DSaturday night