Weekend Song Lyrics

Monday morning is not Monday morning 'till Taylor has his coffee Friday night is not Friday night 'till Jessie leaves the room sweating Tuesday morning is not Tuesday morning 'till Nick has his talk with his son Thursday night is not Thursday night 'till Chris has sex with his bass CHORUS Come on to the Weekend 'cause the Weekend I'll get high Hold off 'till the Weekend 'cause there's too much time to think and they're really nice guys 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 someone says how's your life How's your life? Ye how's your life How's your life? CHORUS Come on to the weekend 'cause the weekend 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 boys What if no one shares their humble appearance What 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 off 'till the weekend 'cause the man upstairs has the really nice guys 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 boys What if we all had no thinking together Would that be a shame... Wouldn't that'd be impossible and you would be bored 'cause you wouldn't want to lead it away