Chorus

Come to the weekend 'cause the weekend I'll get high
Hold off 'till the weekend 'cause there's too much time to think
And there will be nice skies ...
Tuesday morning is Wednesday afternoon when you cry all night
Wednesday early we fall into work all caught up in the day by day
Thursday morning is not Thursday morning 'till something one
Says how's your life, how's your life
Yeah how's your life, how's your life?

Chorus

Come on to the weekend 'cause the weekende I'll get by
Hold off 'till the weekend 'cause there's too much time to think
And not much time to cry
Hold off 'till the weekend 'cause the weekend we'll be high
Hold off 'till the weekend 'cause there'll be no time but we'll get by
What if there were no more mama's boy
What if no one shares their humble appearance
What if there were no consequences
What if there were no more arguments
Well that'd be a shame
Wouldn't that be impossible and you would be board
'cause you wouldn't want it a little to late ...

chorus

Hold on 'till the weekend 'cause the weekend I'll get by
Hold on 'till the weekend 'cause the man upstairs há the really nice skies
Hold off 'till the weekend 'cause the weekend I'll get high
Hold off 'till the weekend 'cause we may look strange but we surely will get by
What if there were no more mama's boy
What if we all had no thinking together
Would that be a shame ...
Wouldn't that'd be impossible and you would be board
'cause you wouldn't want to lead it away

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