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weekends gonna be 

Lookout weekend 'cause, here I come 
Because weekends were, made for fun 

By the time wednesday comes, I feel the beat and I want
Montreal is
Where I began to feel inside
The gray sadness of winter.
When you told me that this isn't it,
And I drove away.

Walking
weekends gonna be 

Lookout weekend 'cause, here I come 
Because weekends were, made for fun 

By the time wednesday comes, I feel the beat and I want
Spent a little time in Montreal
With a fire in the sun
Smokescreen covering
Over the entire city
And you know
I think that I saw you
In
And she's leavin' me in misery.

Silent weekend,
My baby she took me by surprise.
Silent weekend,
My baby she took me by surprise.
She's rockin'
Wheels turnin', wheels burnin'
See the eagles fly
Weekend warriors 

Like shining knights
Of days gone by
They're born again
They'll never die
though we're just gonna sit by the fire and make a lotta love
Every man oughta try it least one time in his life
Just get away on a wild weekend like I'm
And she's leavin' me in misery.

Silent weekend,
My baby she took me by surprise.
Silent weekend,
My baby she took me by surprise.
She's rockin'
go

Like that weekend when we just took off
Driving in that April sun 
Anywhere the feeling went
We ended up in Montreal
Couldn't understand a word
But
a jingle and a roar
It's partly run by reindeer, 'till it gets to Baltimore,
If you hear the cry of timber coming out of Montreal
You can start to look
on the market, you're on the price list

In the spring who can say?
Please send me evenings and weekends
Shared by with the weeks
Please send me evenings
Spent a week in Houston and watched it
Spent a day in Dallas missing
Lord, it sure was cold up in Montreal
I thought of you and I should've
Ooh, Lord we're gonna rock it all tonight. 

It's gonna be a rock and roll weekend 
Eight o'clock's when the show begins. 
Get on the phone, call up
sleep inside
Lost summers of my youth
I spent them all with you

Take ways by withered creeks
Lizards sunning in the streets
Small kitten stretches
Written by Tommy Shaw
Lead Vocals by Tommy Shaw

Tell me where are you going
Sweet mademoiselle
To London or Paris
To the Grand Hotel

Where
occupied
From our own love life
This has been denied
Many feelins high
Many tears of pride
But by the weekend
Let my spirit divide

	[Queen Latifah]
Weekend
now and darker by the hour
It only goes to show

That here it comes, here comes the weekend
And I'm on my own again
With a Saturday in the rain
Tell 'em it's gonna be a rock and roll weekend. 
Rock and roll weekend, rock and roll. 
Check your watch it's gettin time, 
Flash by the mirror, make
Waiting in traffic, like the rest
I cursed the melting chocolate on my dress
Thinking, I could be halfway to Montreal
Insted I'm counting crows
All aboard in Montreal
I heard the conductor call
That old engine heaved a sigh
Suitcases and shuffling feet
I found my way to a windo seat
I
palatso
You can laugh and call me fatso, that's okay by me

I like to stick with the first class ticket buyers
Setting trends with my trend setting
can't wait for the weekend to begin

I make it - what I can
I try I try
I'm shakin' - up my plan
And I get by

I'm savin' all my soul
And all my
on a weekend
We two, you two, no more
And lounge away a holiday
Like we've never done before

We'll bring the rounds and some jazzy sound
To play by a cozy
sounds good 
(Maybe we'll slide by the beach a little later on) 
Uh-huh 
(Probably might take some video out there all night) 
(Ha-ha-ha) 

Weekend
"Jesus of Montreal"
We saw a Gipsy
At a carnival

Close the curtains
Let's stay home after all

Sunday afternoon
It's a sunny day in my living room