The Heart Of Saturday Night Chords by Tom Waits

[C] _ Saturday night, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ call yourself up on the phone.
It's very simple.
Saturday rolls around, you need a date, call yourself up.
You're always going to be around.
You ask yourself out, and you ain't no fool.
You're always going to say yes.
_ _ [G] _
[C] _ I always take myself to class joints.
I ain't [F] cheap or anything.
_ _ _ [Dm] _ _ I go [C] down there, get a little dinner at the Victoria Cafe. _
[Gm] Strange looking little patty melt there.
_ [C] Walk out of there with enough [Eb] gas to open up a [C] Shell station most nights.
_ [F]
I had this damn, [Gm] I had a, what was it, it's called a veal cutlet sandwich.
Gravy's extra. _ _
_ Cup of coffee, veal cutlet sandwich.
Got up, walked off my damn plate all the way down to the end of the bar.
Come back and try to beat the shit out of my cup of coffee.
The coffee wasn't strong enough to defend itself.
[C] _ It was [F] a, _ it was a [G] fascinating evening. _ _
_ _ I drove myself home and _ [C] take a scenic route.
Park in [F] front of the house.
_ You know, always kind of dawdle [Gm] for a while.
Get some smooth music on FM. _
_ _ Slide in close to yourself. _ _
[C] Whisper something in your ear like, _ I [F] like your style.
_ _ _ _ _ [Gm] _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ Those earrings from [C] Woolworths or what?
[F] Fascinating perfume you have on tonight, that must be.
_ _ Take yourself up to [G] the door and usually, _ _ being a bona fide high voltage bachelor,
you just end up taking [C] advantage of yourself, see?
No way around [F] it. _ _ _
_ _ _ I ain't wearing it right now, [C] I'm tying myself up first.
I [F] just _ ease into it, all real casual, I.
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ [C] _ _
Mmm.
Well, you gas her up and you get on behind the wheel.
_ [F] _ _ [C] _ _ Now you [F] got your arm around your sweet boy, your old Smokefield. _ _
[G] You're barreling down the boulevard and looking for the heart of Saturday night.
_ _ _ You got paid on Friday and your [C] pockets are jingling.
Now [Am] you see [F] the lights and you get all jingling because you're cruising with the sex.
_ _ [G] Looking for the heart of [C] Saturday night.
_ [F] _ _ [C] _ _ And that [F] comb in your hair, [G] your shave in your [C] face.
You're trying to wipe out every [D] [C] trace _ _ [F] of all the other days.
_ In a week, you know this will be the Saturday.
[G] You're reaching your peak, you're [C] stopping on the red.
[G] You're going on [C] the green. _
[F] Now tonight will be like nothing else.
You've ever seen it, fast, barreling down the boulevard.
[G] _ Looking for the heart [C] of Saturday [Dm] night.
_ [C] _ _ Tell me, [F] is it the crack of the pool ball?
[G] Is it the neon [C] buzz?
Is it the telephone ringing at your second cousin?
The [F] barmaid as she's smiling _ from the corner of her eye?
Or the magic [G] of the melancholy tear in your [C] eye that makes it kind of special?
[D] It's [C] down in the cold.
[F] You're back dreaming of them Saturdays that came before they finally stumbled.
_ [G] Stumbling onto the heart [C] of Saturday night.
[Dm] _ [C] _ _ You're gassed to [D] roast.
_ [C] _ Behind the wheel [F] with your arm around your sweet boy, your old Smobile. _
_ _ [G] Barreling down the boulevard and looking for the heart of Saturday night.
[C] _ _ [G] Tell me, [F] is it the crack of the pool [G] ball?
Is it the neon [C] buzz?
Is it the [G] telephone ringing at your [C] second cousin?
[F] The barmaid as she's smiling from the corner of her eye?
Or the magic of the [G] melancholy tear in your eye that [C] makes it kind of special?
[F] It's [C] down in the cold.
[F] You'll be dreaming of them Saturdays that came before they finally stumbled.
_ [G] Stumbling onto the [C] heart of Saturday night.
_ [F] _ _ [C] _ _ _
[F] Stumbling.
_ _ [G] _ Stumbling onto the heart [C] of Saturday night.
[F] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ [G] Mmm.
_ Mmm.
[C] Mmm. _ _ _ _ _ _ _